As the old saying goes, a good moon is dark and the wind is high, and the day is murderous and set on fire! This is how it is tonight, a full moon that should have hung in the sky is covered by dark clouds in the sky, even if you can show your face from time to time and sprinkle your own bright light on the earth, it is just a flash in the pan, and in the blink of an eye the whole world has returned to its gray appearance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The inaccessible mountain road, with an almost vertical slope on one side and a towering mountain on the other, is surrounded by towering trees on both sides, and the dense branches and leaves almost cover the path of four or five meters without a trace of light.

On such a mountain road, a vigorous black horse is galloping with its head held high, and the sound of clattering hooves constantly startles flocks of birds in the forest.

On horseback, there were two figures, one large and one small, and suddenly a moonlight shone on the knight's body through the gap between the branches, and the small one could be seen to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slightly thin national character shape, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and white teeth, a black shoulder-length hair, and the air flow brought up by the horse was agitated to the back of his head, the young man was very handsome, Guan Jian was handsome and did not have the slightest milk, and his sturdy figure made the whole look heroic.

It's just that now the handsome face is full of worry, and the two thick black eyebrows are tightly locked together.

The large figure was covered with a dark robe and a hood on its head, so it was difficult to see the face, but judging from the posture of the horse, it was nailed to the horse's back like a nail, indicating that this one was definitely a very good knight.

"Ride!" the great knight kept urging the horse to step down, for the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer under the sensitive ear of the sensitive.

The speed of the horse is very fast, and it can be said that it is like thunder when it comes down the mountain.

After a while, seeing that the road ahead was getting wider and wider, the big knight did not take a step closer to urge the horse, but gently took the reins on the opposite side and slowed down the horse.

"Father, what's wrong?"

The little knight on horseback noticed that the horse's speed had slowed down, and couldn't help but ask.

The big knight didn't make a sound, trotted about ten meters, and after turning a sharp corner, the whole thing in front of him was cheerful, and a large open space with an irregular square shape, the length and width of each arrow was presented in front of the two of them, and at the other end of the open space were two forks.

"At last I am not mistaken," the great knight seemed satisfied with his memory, reined in the reins of his horse, and dismounted.

"Father!" said the young man on horseback anxiously.

Now that there are pursuers behind him, and his own horsepower is running out, why is his father still dismounting? The young man looked at his father with questions in his eyes.

The Grand Knight lifted the hood on his head, revealing a full head of short white hair, which followed the sideburns to the cheeks, intertwined with the white beard on his face, and a scar from the lower corner of his thick lips to his chin, which was very eye-catching, this scar ruined the Grand Knight's face, but made it look more masculine, and the whole thing was like a rich and deep wine.

Except for this scar, in terms of face shape and eyebrows, the big knight and the young man on horseback are somewhat similar, but the big knight's face is more square, and it looks more majestic, and the two eyes are sharper, and there seems to be an indescribable brilliance flowing between his eyes.

"You go first, I'll resist for a while!" the big knight patted his horse lightly, trying to let his son ride the horse first.

Who knew that after taking two steps, the little knight reined in his horse and stood still.

"Hurry up! Maybe in front, your aunt's knight will meet you, and when the time comes, you let them come to my aid," the great knight anxiously urged, "If you don't leave, you won't be in a hurry!"

The Grand Knight said as he walked towards the other way, and it was clear that the Grand Knight was going to give the pursuers behind him a wrong signal, and wanted to lead the pursuers to the other way, so as to increase his son's chances of survival.

The little knight looked at his father, smiled bitterly and asked, "Auntie's people won't come, will they?"

Hearing this, the great knight paused and looked back at his son.

The little knight said again: "Father, I'm not stupid, if my aunt's knight came to pick us up, she would have met us three days ago, and now she didn't show up at this time, there can only be two reasons, either my aunt didn't receive your letter for help, or she didn't plan to meddle in this matter, which reason do you think?"

The great knight let out a long sigh and stood on the spot without saying a word.

I only heard the little knight continue: "What can you do even if you lead away some people, I can't handle a single knight, now I only need two knights to find this road together, I can only be restrained, plus our horsepower has reached the extreme...".

The Grand Knight smiled bitterly: "I know, opportunities are always opportunities!"

The little knight smiled, with a look of indifference on his immature face, gently took the horse's head, came to his father's side two paces away, turned over and dismounted, and then drew a sheathed sword from the horse's pannier and held it in his hand.

Syllable!

The little knight slapped the horse's buttocks with the body of his sword, and the painful horse neighed and ran to the fork in the road.

"Today, please let me fight side by side with you!Father, for the glory of the Linkeger family," the young man drew his long sword, threw away the scabbard, held the smooth long sword in his hand, straightened his small chest, and said loudly.

The great knight looked at his son's determined gaze, his heart was indescribably excited, and it was indescribable remorse, if he hadn't promised this matter, with his own family cultivation skills, given time, maybe his son would have the opportunity to become a temple-level master like his grandfather's father, but now it seems that everything seems to be too late.

The big knight also knew that his son was telling the truth, and it was very unlikely that his sister would not receive his signal, and the biggest possibility was that she chose to stay out of it for some reason.

Thinking of this, the great knight's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness, he really became a rebel of the family? He didn't even want to give a small help call, why were these people so ruthless and wanted to watch him die?

But when his eyes fell on the young man in front of him, the big knight's heart warmed: after all, there is still his own son standing by his side! Although this is an illegitimate child with no name and no share, but now, why should he care about other things!

The big knight smiled and reached out and touched his son's head, and said wistfully: "If possible, I want to have a drink with you, and our father and son will have a drunk!"

"Kill the pursuers, let's go drink!" said the little knight casually.

"Okay!ha! Kill all the pursuers, my son and I will get drunk!" The great knight saw his son's performance, and his heart was a thousand and ten thousand proud.

Lang Sheng laughed loudly and held his long sword in his hand, and in an instant, the sword light of the sword body was magnificent, and the sword body seemed to be more than three times wider at once, with a pale cyan wind magical power, and countless wind cyclones around the entire sword body were spinning like a spinning top on such a wide sword body, stirring the elemental power in the surrounding air, and a killing aura immediately filled the entire clearing.

The sword in the young man's hand also lit up a little, but it didn't have the momentum of his father, the sword body was only half wider, and there were only a few sporadic cyclones on the sword body.

After a few moments, the sound of the horse's hooves on the way had clearly reached the ears of the father and son, and in a few breaths, the figure of the first knight had already fallen into view.

The leading knight seemed a little surprised by the father-son duo's shelf in the open space.

"Phew!" the knight gently pulled the reins of his horse, and the whole body of the mounted horse formed a force shape on the ground, and then he stood still.

In a moment, all the riders stood still, and as far as the eye could see, the pursuers were full of fifteen horsemen! Each knight was covered with a gray cloak, and when they stood still, the knights shook off their cloaks, and the purple knight's half breastplate inside was revealed, and in the center of each breastplate was painted a golden rose with a twig of twigs blooming.

"The **** of Gray Eagle Rock is really willing to pay the capital and sent fifteen horsemen" The big knight said with a smile: "It's just that only you, the second-order knights, don't know how much you have to sacrifice to exchange my life."

"Hutton, my old friend, they don't count, so what about me!".

The words of the big knight did not fall, and there was a sound full of energy on the road in the forest, and as soon as the voice fell, the fifteen knights in the front row were separated, and a knight who was about the same age as the big knight in his fifties rode his horse and flashed in front of the big knight's father and son.

"Malson!" Great Knight Hutton's face was shocked, and then he showed a bitter face: "This **** really looks up to me! The lineup of chasing soldiers is luxurious, fifteen second-order great knights are not enough, and Marsen, you are a third-order great knight! The head of the Golden Rose Knights, she hates me so much?"

Malson sighed softly after hearing this: "Hutton, tell me the whereabouts of the Holy Sword, you can leave with Inlucret unscathed, this is my promise!"

"My lord, our order is to take the head of his head!" said the knight, who stood to Marson's left.

Malson glanced at this person, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Yier, do you want you to be my head of the regiment?"

Seeing that Ill didn't speak, Malson looked into the middle of the field: "How's it going?"

Hutton shook his head slightly: "I promised Grand Duke Veran that I would put the holy sword in the hands of a real Origiga, not an unrelated person."

"The Duchy of Loins, we're the weakest ...... in the Southern Alliance," Marson persuaded Hutton.

In Marson's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the country was really in chaos, facing the danger of losing the country, he wouldn't be too lazy to get involved in this matter, speaking of which this bad thing is really a pot of porridge, and now the queen mother of the principality may not have hatred for the one in front of her, this is on the one hand, and the so-called heir now doesn't know whose kind it is, anyway, the capital Qinghe City is privately rumoring the prodigal private life of the queen mother.

It's just such a bird, but the principality is still in chaos, and it is estimated that it will soon be swallowed by others with nuclear dates. As one of the leaders of the Knights, Malson really has nowhere to talk about the entanglement in his heart.

"I keep my promise to Grand Duke Veran that I will not tell the whereabouts of the Holy Sword," Hutton said, shaking his head.

After hearing this, Marsen sighed, choked, and pulled out the spear hanging from his mount: "Then, let's see the victory! Everyone is on it together! This is the territory of the Kingdom of De Geta, and the battle will be resolved quickly!"

After speaking, the sharp edge of the spear flashed, and the whole spear showed three phantoms, accompanied by a galloping horse, and went straight to Hutton's body, at the same time, the other fifteen drew their weapons at the same time, and the three rushed towards the young man, and more surrounded Hutton.

After a few moves, Hutton's side was a little flawless, but the teenager Inlukere unexpectedly supported it, first, Marson signaled everyone to catch it alive in front of him, and secondly, the teenager played in a disciplined way.

"Father!" Inlucre staggered a little from the corner of his eye and slashed his father's left leg.

"I'm fine!" Hutton replied, concentrating on it.

Because of such a distraction, the knight on the side felt that there was an opportunity, the long sword in his hand sank down and pointed directly at Inlucre's lower plate, with the sword body force, slapped the young man's calf, originally thought that this time was nine out of ten, but when the long sword was handed to the young man's feet, the sword body had not yet touched Inlucre, the young man's body shrank, and even the sword with a suicidal move towards the knight.

Originally, the knight siege was not tight because he wanted to catch him alive, and with the three knights against a teenager, even if the boy was a strange talent, it was just a play. Although these three people have peeked at the third-order knights, after all, they are still far from the third-order knights, and they originally thought that they couldn't take it away so suddenly, and they wanted to save themselves in a panic, but it was too late.

"Shire!"

One of the knights wanted to save, but it was a little too late, everyone was a little lax in besieging a child, in the spirit of the cat playing with the mouse, where did he think that the mouse also has teeth, and at the same time as the roar, a ray of blood spilled out from the knight's lower plate, and the knight looked at the boy incredulously, and the whole body shrank like a balloon that leaked air.

A great knight was hit by a quasi-knight-level kid?

That's kind of!

Not only the two knights, but the thirteen people besieging Hutton couldn't help but pause and look this way.

"You...... How do you know!" The knight's eyes widened, and he looked at the young man with blood on the corner of his mouth in disbelief.

"You're too arrogant, you tried it out in a few tricks" The young man wiped the corners of his mouth, and then laughed loudly: "Father, I killed one!".

"Okay!cough!cough!" Hutton laughed and coughed.

The remaining two knights were cold-faced and concentrated on coping, the two big knights were concentrated, and one of them was still full of anger because of the death of his friend, and the young man was soon a little overwhelmed by Lukere.

After a few moves, the boy began to eat sturdily and continuously.

After being kicked in the chest, the young man's body retreated a few steps, his body was still unstable, and a long sword attacked with the sword gang aroused by the elements, and the young man was no longer able to dodge, and after eating a sword firmly, his whole body crashed into the nearby tree trunk.

The boy threw away the sword in his hand, and his body hung limply.

"Dead!" said a knight who walked up to the young man, dismounted, and gently raised his hand to the young man's nose, and after a long time looked up.

"I'm sorry!" Malson said, looking at his injured old friend on the field.

When Hutton heard of his son's death, he suddenly felt a pang in his heart, a lifeless pain that consumed his whole body, straight to his soul.

What was the extreme pain? Hutton didn't know, he just felt that everything was unreal, as if it was both a great compassion and a sudden relief.

There is nothing to love, and there is nothing to fear!

Hutton's mind was in chaos, but although it was chaos, there seemed to be a ray of hope beyond the mist of mistraces, and Hutton instinctively followed the ray of light in his mind, and his heart was fascinated!

There was no thought in his mind, but the sword in his hand was getting faster and faster, and the cyclone of the sword body was getting stronger and stronger, but his eyes were becoming more and more blurred, more and more confused and sluggish.

At this time, swinging the sword became Hutton's instinct, no need to move, no need to think, a slight swing seemed impossible, but it blocked all attacks.

"He won't last long!" said one of the knights, looking at the blood gushing from Hutton's body, no one could hold such a flow.

Not only this, but all the knights, including Marsen, also saw that as long as it was a person, there would naturally be one dead without blood.

Marson jumped out of the attack circle and said with a long sigh, "Hutton, surrender, just tell who you gave the Holy Sword to, and leave with Inlukre's body, he is brave".

After all, they are comrades-in-arms who have been born and died together countless times, looking at the end of Hutton's hero, Malson really can't do it, and the old man still has guilt in his heart: on the one hand, he is a family and a country, and on the other hand, he is a close friend, Malson's heart is like a knife!

Because of guilt, Malson couldn't bear to look at his old friends in the field anymore!

At this time, the direction of the wind in the field changed unconsciously, and the besieging knights felt that Hutton's sword was getting slower and slower, and it seemed that there were flaws everywhere, but when you attacked it, you found that your moves were not as old as possible, and you couldn't advance again, and the only way to protect yourself was to retreat.

Hey!

One of the knights couldn't help but scream!

Hearing the sound, Malson opened his eyes, and when he saw the scene in the field, Malson was horrified!

"Attack! He's going to be an advanced realm swordsman, quick!"

While saying that, Marson immediately re-entered the battle circle!

It's a pity that it's already too late!

Hutton's sword had slowed down to the extreme, it seemed that it took two or three breaths to swing every time, and the whole person's eyes had lost their usual color, and the whole eye could no longer see the pupils, and the eyes were full of blue-gray symbolic winds, and the color was getting thicker and thicker, and now it seemed to be pouring out of the sockets!

Thick to the extreme, after is light to clear!

In an instant, Hutton's sword body could no longer see the cyclone of the wind system, and a clear piece of wind filled the two-foot area of the sword body, silent, and seemed to be everywhere!

The realm of the realm!

Even waved the sword in his palm, a few light moves retreated from the five people around him, the left palm wiped the sword body, the left palm brought up a green mang, with a wave of his hand, the green mang rose into the air, turned into a sword shadow, a sword is divided into two swords!

"Twin Swords!" Marson exclaimed.

"Twin swords!" Hutton's mouth hung bitterly, glanced at the corpse of the young man sitting on the ground, and said indifferently, "What can it be!"

As soon as the words fell, a knight was cut diagonally by the shadow sword from his shoulder to his waist, and the whole person actually made a move, only then did he look at his staggered body and go to Huangquan in a daze!

Hutton swung his sword and took a step in his son's direction, and the shadow sword suddenly disappeared, reappearing through the throat of the knight who stood in the way.

And that's not all, the shadow sword slashed through the air in an extremely strange arc, and a knight next to it watched as it passed through its companions, and even the man and the horse passed through the horse's belly from the Heavenly Spirit Gaiza!

"Mom!"

Where do the remaining knights dare to besiege, they will immediately retreat! No one wants to die like this!

"The only one who can defeat the Sanctuary Swordsman is the Sanctuary Swordsman!" Malson muttered to himself, then withdrew his sword and retreated, judging from the current situation, there is no need to fight now, even if everyone here accompanies him, he can't defeat a swordsman who has just advanced to the Sanctuary, within the first three days of the first advancement, the third-level Sanctuary can almost resist the first-order Sanctuary.

As soon as Malson put away his sword, he saw Hutton's figure shake and almost fall to the ground.

"He's lost a lot of blood, don't be afraid, he won't last long" Knight Il's face suddenly became happy, and he said to his companion beside him: "Take his head back!

Hearing the bounty, the remaining ten knights glanced at each other, and then at Hutton, who had several wounds on his body, couldn't help but clench the weapons in his hands, but no one stepped forward.

Hutton stabilized his figure here, and was just about to continue walking towards his son's corpse, when he was suddenly stunned, because he found that it seemed that his son had moved, and his eyes subconsciously widened.

Sure enough, the boy moved again in Inrukere.

Luo Xiaohu clutched his chest, feeling that his chest was about to crack, and opened his eyes while rubbing his chest.

"I'm going to go!" Seeing the people around him clearly, Luo Xiaohu was a little dumbfounded, only to see a group of people holding knives and swords, as if they were fighting in the underworld, and then I couldn't help but despise everyone in my heart: I will do it if I fight, and I will do it with my mother's style, this dream is a bit bizarre, and there are still people wearing armor to fight in groups!

"Inlu!" Hutton was overjoyed, and stepped forward to hug his former son, the modern Luo Xiaohu, who was a little out of breath, and then let go.

"Inru, my son, you're all right!" said Hutton's face was filled with joy.

Luo Xiaohu's brain was a little short-circuited at this time, because the old man who hugged him pronounced very strangely, but he could hear clearly, and he had just occupied someone's body, and his consciousness had not yet turned.

Subconsciously opened his mouth and grabbed his own brain and said: "Uncle, you let me take care of this matter, let's talk later!" In a hurry, Luo Xiaohu subconsciously used his native Chinese.

Luo Xiaohu didn't care much, raised his hand and patted it on the old man's breastplate: Damn, it hurts!

After suffering such pain, Luo Xiaohu came back to his senses, and estimated that he had really arrived in the world of red and green. Thinking of this, I didn't think that I first reached out and took out a handful of my crotch and touched a ball of meat, and I felt that the size had not become smaller, it seemed to be a little bigger, and I was immediately relieved: It's okay, the thing is still there!

Luo Xiaohu, who was still there, was in a better mood, but as soon as he looked up, he found that there was a sneaky approacher approaching his side, and he was holding a long sword in his hand, with a lewd face.

"Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that this man's sword had already pierced the old man in front of him.

Hutton was immersed in the joy that his son did not die, and he didn't pay much attention to the things around him at all, and his heart was all on his son, and he heard Luo Xiaohu's prompt, although he didn't know what he was talking about, but he still understood, his backhand was a sword, and the sword shadow was sudden again.

Unfortunately, it was a little late, and the raider's sword cut a half-inch-long wound on Hutton's back, and the sneak attacker was the knight Eir, and the sword stabbed out immediately and cleverly retreated, and Hutton's sword shadow did not hurt Eir after all.

Hutton felt that he had nothing else to ask for, now the only thing he had to do was to kill the enemy in front of him and let his son live, before a moment, Hutton was not sure, but now he is a swordsman in the Holy Domain, although he has lost too much blood, but he has a chance of winning, and he will no longer fight the trapped beast like before.

Looking at Luo Xiaohu, Hutton smiled and said proudly: "Inlu, if I remember correctly, there is a tavern forty miles away, and when I finish them, we will go to get drunk and rest!"

Hutton's tone was heroic, holding his sword high, his expression was excited, and Luo Xiaohu, who was watching, couldn't help but feel a sense of arrogance, and stretched out his hand and patted his thigh: "Okay!"

Hearing what his son said, Hutton rubbed his sword and slammed into Il's face: "Come on!"

The long sword in his hand shot out in all directions, and the illusionary shadow sword rose in the air, directly hanging on Yi'er's Heavenly Spirit Cover.

In an instant, everyone in the field was in a battle again!

Grunt!

Luo Xiaohu was a little dumbfounded when he looked at the thing that rolled to his feet, a bloody human head, and his eyes were still open like cow eggs, looking dead.

Luo Xiaohu has painted portraits, and he has also painted men, women and children with bare butts, but he was still alive just now, and now there is only one head left in front of him, which really makes Luo Xiaohu a little unacceptable.

It's really crazy to look at, because the face is facing him, his eyes are like looking at himself, and after looking at it for less than a minute, Luo Xiaohu is a little scared, he stretched out his foot and kicked away the head, and said in his heart: No strange, no strange!

As soon as he dealt with the head, Luo Xiaohu saw a figure rushing towards him, and when Luo Xiaohu reacted, the long sword had already gone straight to his head!

The speed of this long sword, how could Luo Xiaohu hide in the past, let alone dodge, he couldn't hide it directly, his brain came back, and his body was still stunned.

I'm dying!

Luo Xiaohu howled in his heart.

Chemical element!

Seeing that the long sword was about to stab Luo Xiaohu's throat, it was pushed by something and directly stabbed the tree pole that Luo Xiaohu was leaning on. Then Luo Xiaohu felt a pain in his crotch, and the person who pounced on him just now pounced directly from the suddenly standing horse, and his head was already warped and smashed on the heirloom in his crotch, which immediately made Luo Xiaohu's painful head sweat come out.

Finally the pain disappeared a little, Luo Xiaohu turned his head and saw the long sword that was inserted in his neck less than ten centimeters, and then looked at the field from time to time when an arm flew up, or I don't know which unlucky guy's blood vessels were on the road, blood splashed like a fountain, and the whole surrounding area was full of flesh and blood, and there was no place to see!

"This is too exciting! I'm just here, it's okay to come up and give me such a play, as soon as I come from a legal society, the urban youth really can't bear it!" Looking at the scene in front of him, and then smelling the pungent smell of blood around him, Luo Xiaohu turned to the side and directly began to vomit!