(I wanted to squint yesterday afternoon, but I didn't expect to sleep for more than a dozen hours in one sleep...... ）

After the girl smiled, the old sword god had already swept over, she pulled out the hand knife that pierced Wang Mingyin's body, and the petite and emaciated figure jumped back, her feet stuck to a half-cut old locust tree, and a little more, disappeared like a meteor. She walked gently, even an old guy like Li Chungang who had experienced vicissitudes of life widened his eyes, not that Nizi's force was better than Wang Mingyin, who deserved to be the eleventh in the world, the latter resisted the green snake with two sleeves, and was hit in the chest by a shot in the middle, plus all the attention was on Xu Fengnian, so there was the possibility of being hit by a blow, the girl took the right time, place and everything with great precision, and finally hit Wang Mingyin with a knife, so that he could not be blinded. Waiting for Li Chungang to arrive, he retreated without hesitation, quite like a super-first-class assassin who attacked the moon and the eagle struck the palace.

Xu Fengnian didn't care about these, silently came to the blue bird with a face as white as snow, sat on the ground, hugged her into his arms, reached out to wipe the shocking black blood from the corner of her mouth, Li Chungang threw away the sword in his hand, drew a beautiful semi-circular trajectory in the air, and happened to insert the scabbard inserted into the ground in front of the carriage, the old man tightened his sheepskin fur, and wandered to the front of His Royal Highness the Prince, the eldest son of Beiliang, in the face of the broken general Hongjia can not be messed up, and he can make nineteen moves in one go, and then he has to face Wang Mingyin, who is determined to be his head, and still has not flinched half a step, but at this time, he was at a loss, just stupidly looking at the maid in his arms whose breath is as thin as paper, The old sword god sighed quietly, squatted down, pinched the arm of the maid in Tsing Yi with two fingers, frowned and asked, "The female doll who killed Wang Mingyin is your dead soldier?"

Xu Fengnian's answer was not right for the horse's mouth, "Can you save it?"

Li Chungang's expression was solemn, a finger knocked on the center of the blue bird's eyebrows, she fell asleep, and the old sword god said slowly: "It depends on fate." The old man first closed her retrograde qi and blood, but only stopped her on the Huangquan Road, as for whether she can walk back to the yang world, God knows. Even the forty years old when the spear fairy king embroidered his blood was at its peak, and he didn't dare to use the overlord in the instant gun to remove his armor like this, this little girl really spared her life for you. You carry her back to the carriage first, and the old man will see if he can infuse Jian Gang to continue her life. This pillar of incense time, don't let people disturb her, otherwise Qi Xuanjiao will not be able to save her in the next life. ”

Xu Fengnian smiled miserably.

Shu Xi, whose clothes were in tatters and could barely cover her body, came in a hurry, she seemed to be red-eyed in the reeds, kneeling on the ground and trembling: "Your Highness, Wei Zhenren's sword array broke the wooden armor, but Lu Qiantang was shattered by the explosion of the corpse in the fire armor, and he was going to die." ”

Xu Fengnian just sighed lightly, picked up the blue bird and walked to the carriage, Shu Sha's face was desolate, his face was sad, the three people who were hand-picked by the Great Pillar Country were among them, Lu Qiantang was undoubtedly the most valued by His Royal Highness the Prince, at this time, he was about to die like a lamp, and there was no comforting words, Shu Shame thought that he was already quite mean, compared to this young man who was expected to be hereditary in the future to replace the King of New Taipei Liang, just in response to the statement of the little witch in southern Xinjiang, for a while she almost had the idea of taking the opportunity to escape, just thinking of the iron wrist of the Great Pillar Kingdom, Shu shame smiled sadly and fledThe world is big, and it is pitiful to be able to escape from the slaughter of the Five Fingers Mountain? What is the misfortune of being born in the emperor's family, and it is pitiful to be a slave of the prince's family who is not as cheap as a dog. Shu Xi had been competing with this Dongyue swordsman for fame and status during Lu Qiantang's lifetime, hoping to stand out among the three and be added to the blue eyes of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, but at this time, he was a little heartbroken, and silently returned to Luedang to see Lu Qiantang's last look.

Jiang Ni and Yu Youwei vacated the carriage, the old sword god stepped up with his sword, and saved people with his sword, Li Chungang saw Xu Fengnian sitting on the side in a daze, and said angrily: "It's too much to stare here, and go out." His Royal Highness, the curtain of the war has just fallen, so he is hiding here, what kind of system has he become. ”

After Xu Fengnian got out of the car, he looked around, and the official road was already ravines and dilapidated. In a battle to the death, Ning Emei, the halberd, and Yuan Meng, the captain of the Fengzi battalion, were both seriously wounded, and eight people were killed and sixteen were wounded. The old Taoist Wei Shuyang walked out of the reeds and was relieved to see that Xu Fengnian was safe and sound. Xu Fengnian approached the battlefield, pulled out the iron halberd that nailed a light horse to the ground, took off his coat and covered the dead soldier, returned the halberd to Ning Emei, and said softly: "General Ning, you and Captain Yuan are responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, and I will go to the reeds first." ”

Ning Emei, whose arm was broken by Wang Mingyin, nodded heavily, glanced at the robe that was covered by His Royal Highness the Prince with clothes, and his eyes softened a little.

Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang walked into the reeds together, Lu Qiantang was covered in blood, sitting on the shore near the water, Shu Sha with a sad face was stunned on the side, Yang Qingfeng stood not far away, stretched out his hand to break the reeds that were swaying with the wind. Xu Fengnian carried a pot of wine and sat opposite Lu Qiantang, who had placed the Chixia Sword on his lap, silent.

This swordsman has been an eagle dog in the Beiliang Mansion for a long time, and the heroic bearing when he walked the rivers and lakes was smoothed out, but he gave birth to a heroic spirit when he died, and he no longer lowered his eyebrows to His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and after coughing and bleeding, he smiled and said: "Your Highness, dare to ask if this wine is a send-off wine?"

Xu Fengnian raised the flask and asked, "Can you drink it?"

Lu Qiantang, who had already returned to the light, recovered a few points of qi and blood, his thick arms were softly resting on the sword, and he laughed at himself: "If you can't drink it, you have to drink it, otherwise you won't die in vain?" It's a pity that my hands are useless, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold the wine jug, and I will be annoyed by His Highness. ”

Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand to pour wine for Lu Qiantang into his mouth. Wei Shuyang, who has been cultivating all his life, has nothing to worry about, saw this situation and sighed. Especially the Shu Shy, who takes pleasure in playing life, no matter how heartless he is, his eyes are still moist, he sits a little farther away and turns his back. Xu Fengnian withdrew his hand, held the wine jug, and asked softly, "Do you have any wishes?"

Lu Qiantang smiled freely: "No, I am a martial artist, and the country has long been ruined, and there is only a sword left in my hand." If you really want to say it, I hope that His Royal Highness can scatter Lu Qiantang's ashes into the Guangling River, watch the tide and practice swords for ten years, every August 15, that line of tide, the scenery is excellent, if His Royal Highness goes to Guangling, he should go to watch this scene to live in vain. ”

Xu Fengnian smiled: "Okay." ”

Lu Qiantang spat out a mouthful of blood, and suddenly scolded with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Son of the Dog!"

Xu Fengnian laughed.

Lu Qiantang laughed at a large pool of blood, and said intermittently: "Lao Tzu has wanted to say this for a long time, why do you want me to sell my life as a hairy boy? Don't you just rely on someone to slaughter my father, what is amazing! If you have the ability to fight the world by yourself, then you can convince Lao Tzu!"

Shu turned around in astonishment, for fear that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World would do something excessively in anger, but it seemed that Xu Fengnian didn't seem to mind, but once again poured wine with a gentle temperament to Lu Qiantang, who swallowed the wine with blood, looked into the distance, and said softly: "This way, I watched the two swords of the old sword god in the rain in the small road, the horse stepped on the Qingyang Palace, and then watched the sword immortal cut off the river with a sword, and the death was not too wronged." In today's battle in the reeds, Lu Qiantang broke the fire armor with the sword in his hand, and before he died, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World personally poured two sips of wine, which was enough. ”

Lu Qiantang looked down at the giant sword, closed his eyes and muttered, "It's just that this Chixia Sword hasn't touched enough." ”

The big sword with a peaceful face, Lu Qiantang, was out of breath at this time.

Xu Fengnian put the wine jug on the Chixia sword, and said calmly after getting up: "Yang Qingfeng, Lu Qiantang's ashes are put into the altar after cremation." ”

Yang Qingfeng stopped the small action of breaking the reed pole, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Wow!"

For some reason, Princess Pei Nanwei of Jing'an did not stay on the official road, but trotted and followed Xu Fengnian to the reeds, she saw this scene with her own eyes, biting her lip tightly, and her expression was complicated.

When Xu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang returned, they were about to ask for some details, when the qi in their bodies condensed, and just as they were about to pull out the embroidered winter knife, they were stabbed in the chest by a blow, and the whole person fell into the water like a broken kite, and Wei Shuyang didn't have time to intercept the stab. Pei Nanwei only felt inexplicable, she couldn't say whether she was happy or lost, it wasn't the Beiliang Shizi who was a straw bag who died like this? She saw the appearance of the assassin, it was the culprit who looked at the crop man who was riding on nothing, she looked as beautiful as the girl next door, and after the blow was successful, she did not retreat, but stood in place and wrinkled her nose, as if she was very dissatisfied. Shu Xi and Yang Qingfeng blocked the enemy, and Wei Shuyang saved people and was busy. After Princess Pei came back to her senses, she thought about it, isn't this unseemly girl a dead soldier in Beiliang, but here to assassinate His Royal Highness the Prince of the World? Then why did she kill that extremely brave farmer?

The ripples were not settled, the ripples rose again, and Xu Fengnian, who fell into the water, came out with two knives in his hand, making Wei Shuyang's hanging heart let go of half, common sense, the assassin's thorn is fierce and terrifying, I'm afraid even he can't stop it, let alone His Highness. Xu Fengnian closed his teeth tightly, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out. He looked directly at this treacherous assassin and asked in a deep voice, "Since you want to kill me, why did you stop Wang Mingyin on the official road?"

The girl laughed, and the figure rushed forward, and the three of them passed by Shu Xi, Yang Qingfeng, and Wei Shuyang one after another, and the two fingers respectively hit the embroidered winter and spring thunder in Xu Fengnian's hand, and then stepped on his chest with one foot, and blasted His Royal Highness the Prince into the water again, Wei Shuyang and the others could clearly see that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World who was stepping on his chest spurted out a mouthful of rich blood. Wei Shuyang was just about to make a move, a black and white weird big cat burst out of the reeds, Shu Xi slapped his palms on the head, instead of blocking the turbulent momentum, he was slapped by it and flew out, Yang Qingfeng was even more hit by it with a palm, several of them fought to the death with Fu Jiang Hongjia, almost all of them were the end of the crossbow, but it was so easy to be repelled by a beast, it was really unexpected, Wei Shuyang, who was worried about the life and death of His Royal Highness the Prince, shouted angrily: "Evil animal!"

The girl smiled expressionlessly, and struck Jiudoumi Lao Dao with her pet one after the other, and slashed Wei Shuyang's neck with a hand knife, directly slapping the old Taoist priest into the mud. Then she ignored Shu Sha and Yang Qingfeng, who could barely maintain their standing, and just looked at the rippling water.

Xu Fengnian walked out of the water for the third time.

The assassin girl with a big pet cat finally spoke, "First thorn, because you have the unicorn silk armor body, you can not die." But as soon as I stepped on the chest where I had torn open the armor, you should be dead. ”

Xu Fengnian, whose face was bloodless, had red eyebrows, light purple and deep purple, and squinted silently.

The girl snorted, and suddenly said: "It seems that you really got the big yellow court of Wang Chonglou, there is nothing to do, I don't believe that you can really be immortal, you are still far from the realm of the nine-story building." ”

Xu Fengnian gritted his teeth and asked, "Hehe girl, I have a grudge against you?"

"No grudge. However, someone will pay 1,000 taels of gold to buy your life, and I have always been very disciplined in trading, and since I have received the money, I have to take my life with my own hands. Besides, if you are killed by that Wang Mingyin, I will have to pay back five hundred taels of gold. ”

Since she can appear behind a peerless master like Wang Mingyin without knowing it, she can naturally slap her palm on the temple of His Royal Highness the Prince of the World while speaking, poor Xu Fengnian's head shook, and he flew out of the side and rolled down a large piece of reeds.

Xu Fengnian was already bleeding from seven knots, but he still stood up with a knife on the ground.

"Heh, your life is worth a thousand taels of gold. When I do business, I always take half of the deposit first, whether I make a move or not depends on my mood, I am in a good mood, and I start killing people when I get the other half of the deposit, and when I am in a bad mood, I will kill the person who paid my deposit, so I have debuted for many years, and I have not done a few businesses, and the one in Xiangfan City is not small. I'm in a good mood, so I promised him to kill a woman named Pei Nanwei after killing you, isn't she?"

No matter what she says, she always has a delicate and graceful face, and even when she laughs, she is extremely stiff. By the time she finished speaking, Xu Fengnian had already been knocked down by her again, she couldn't talk about any moves, she never dragged mud and water, and it was always effective with one move.

Princess Jing'an's face was sad.

The girl walked forward slowly, walked to His Royal Highness the Prince who was kneeling on one knee, and said softly: "Xu Fengnian, are you waiting for the secret death of the Beiliang Palace? ”

Xu Fengnian wiped the blood on the back of his hand, and smiled coldly: "I'm not waiting." It is better to rely on no one than on yourself. ”

After standing up, Xu Fengnian was holding the embroidered winter knife in his right hand.

Left backhand spring thunder.

The posture is quirky and stunning.

For the first time, the girl showed a solemn expression.

Sword One.

A sword walks the dragon and snake.

Sword two.

The two swords echo each other.

Sword three.

The sword qi on the sword weighed three catties.

Up to Kenpachi.

Sword ninety-one sword six thousand miles.

Who else in the world is more refined than Xu Fengnian to study the Nine Swords of the Nine Swords of the Nine Swords?

Especially that Sword Nine!

He was in a mortal situation, and he entered the sword with two swords, and the sword intent was awe-inspiring in the reeds.

Especially the sword nine, which was supported by the surging rhubarb court at the back, made the double swords faintly give birth to a bright yellow sword qi.

The girl blocked only seven or eight points of sword one to sword eight, but only four or five points of god-like sword one to sword eight, and it was not difficult, only the sword nine, which looked like only two or three, looked like eight or nine, and finally disappeared and retreated.

The old sword god Li Chungang hurriedly stepped on the reeds.

Seeing the last sword, standing on the top of the reeds, fluttering like a fairy, he praised it: "A sword achieves the avenue, and all your skills are local chickens and dogs." "My QT room is open!Beacon Opera Princes Official QT Room No. [1655]