readx;? Ling Ziwei withdrew her gaze from the scene outside the car with a pale face, she was too young, she really hadn't experienced real killing, she had seen the majestic atmosphere of cultivators learning from each other, but she had never seen blood between martial artists, and no matter how cultivators and martial arts were cultivated on the rivers and lakes, no one would show mercy at this moment, this was not the point of the exchange, but life and death, when she saw the heads of several horse thieves being cut off by her mother and rolled down in front of her, she almost held her breath and couldn't move. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The first time she saw that the stern mother would show such a bloody fighting posture, it was not afraid but worried, although Ling Qiuyu had killed four or five horse thieves, but Ling Ziwei paid more attention to the scars on her mother's body, those horse thieves died in a terrible and hideous manner, but she was more worried about her mother's safety, and suddenly felt that the rivers and lakes that she longed for were not so chic and wanton, her mother said that many young people died tragically in their new talents, and they did not make a name for themselves by their skills, she has always disagreed, and is looking forward to being the first woman in the world in the future, although she will not retreat now, but it does bring her a little shock。

"Mother......" Ling Ziwei poked her head out of the curtain of the carriage little by little, looked at the direction where the horse thieves and the dart masters fought the most fiercely, and called out tremblingly.

The little face was full of horror, and there were tears in the corners of the eyes, which made people pity.

"Don't retract your head yet, don't look at this kind of thing!" said a lady in the carriage, this is the wife of an old dart head, this time she is also going to settle directly after going to Yangzhou with her husband, and will not return to Pinghu City, Gusai Prefecture, I really didn't expect to encounter such an accident.

Ling Ziwei shook her head stubbornly, and then looked in the most cruel direction.

But I saw a touch of cyan drifting by.

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Ling Qiuyu and Hong Baihu and several other old darts in the initial realm of enlightenment stood in the group of horse thieves and fought fiercely, in fact, it was not the scene of dark arrows in all directions as imagined, those who dared to charge into battle like this were all cultivators of the realm of enlightenment, when they fought with each other, there would be aura spread and suppressed in all directions, ordinary martial artists could not get close, unless it was with the kind of well-made crossbow, but the kind of tight armament was firmly controlled by the imperial court, and the slightest bit of it might not fall out, so although it seemed to be surrounded by wolves, whether it was Hong Baihu or Ling Qiuyu, ordinary horse thieves did not dare to intervene easily when fighting。

Hong Baihu directly took the horse thief bandit head with the same realm as himself, and strived to smash the Yellow Dragon as quickly as possible, so the knife was particularly fast, and the horse thief bandit head also used a scimitar, since Mr. Bai Lao defeated the world's sword hunt Zhong Mura He became the first swordsman, and set off a wave of knives in Dongyu, almost to compete with the sword of the martial arts stream, this fierce battle is also a cultivator to a cultivator, a knife warrior vs. a swordsman, since the realm is the same, it is natural to fight the sword.

When Hong Baihu swooped down, after brazenly pulling out the knife, it was a top-down force to split Huashan, very simple but the move used with a thousand forces, the horse thief who was caught off guard reacted very quickly, pulled out the waist scimitar and raised it to meet the attack, but he took pity on the crotch of the war horse, and after a sad scream, his limbs were broken, and he was injured by the powerful knife four legs, the two of them retreated with a touch, and pulled away for more than ten zhang, and the aura fluctuated violently into a gas cover, so that the people around did not dare to approach this battlefield.

The leader of the horse thieves was about to sneer and ridicule a few words, but Hong Baihu had already stepped forward and slashed again, the horse thief side was the advantage after all, Hong Baihu couldn't afford to wait, in case his brothers were killed, what was the point? So Hong Baihu hadn't yet stabbed the next one, but there was already a fierce aura that turned into knife qi in a line, and went straight to the door, and the knife light followed.

The leader of the horse thieves did not have any panic, his body suddenly leaned back, and his left hand that did not hold the knife supported the ground backwards, and the knife qi flew almost against his face, but it was a little worse, and then when Hong Baihu approached and then fell, he rolled to the left, the speed was as fast as lightning and he could barely see the movement, and then the left hand that did not hold the knife slapped a palm again, and the aura became a ball, and he took the heavenly spirit directly, although the power was not great, but he had to guard against it, so that Hong Baihu could only pause, and the knife was broken first.

A burst of aura into ripples and tremors, like throwing a stone into the water rippling a wave, the center of the wave is the left palm of the horse thief bandit leader, followed by several clouds of silver light like a goddess scattered flowers, Hong Baihu is extremely annoyed by this grappling that has always been unwilling to go head-to-head, and the strength is like a fist smashed on cotton, swinging a knife and then shattering, and then chasing, but the horse thief leader has always moved back and forth like a swimming fish, unwilling to fight head-on.

The leader of the horse thieves smiled strangely, and seemed to be calm.

"Bastard!" Hong Baihu shouted angrily, and the same words also came from the mouth of Ling Qiuyu not far away.

The graceful Ling Qiuyu didn't have the appearance of a soft woman when she was fighting, although she was already like a man, but when she was fighting, she really embarrassed many heroes, she used a sword, to be precise, it was a half-human-high sword, the swordsmanship was wide open and closed like an axe, and a sweep in the crowd was a roar and people's heads rolled down, but there were two people on the side of the master horse thief in the realm of enlightenment, even if Ling Qiuyu's fierce tactics made people naturally fearful in their hearts, but she was not an opponent with one enemy and two enemies.

A scream.

Ling Qiuyu was struggling to support, and when he heard this voice, his face was even more defeated, and with the blood, it was a little poignant.

The screams came from Hong Baihu, this fierce sword master of the Pinghu dart game actually flew out upside down, rolling down on the grass in the dark night, not far away from the bonfire fire reflected his scarred, Ling Qiuyu had the heart to rescue, but he was too miserably contained, desperately took a sword, spurting out a mouthful of blood while leaving a shocking hole on his back, before he was able to rush to Hong Baihu's side.

"How are you?" Ling Qiuyu said with an anxious face, after all, the Hong Da master was the highest hand in their group, and if he fell, everyone would be finished.

He ...... He's not a horse thief...... He is the captain of Xuanjie in Southwind City...... Duan Mingde ......" Hong Baihu said in a trembling voice, his voice was weak, and his face was like ashes, as if he had encountered some incomparable existence.

South Wind City is the city that the group is about to arrive in next, South Wind City is a first-tier city in Gusai Prefecture, but there is not much news worth noting, at most, some people have seen the legendary two demons Zhao Tishan and Wu Chushui, the two purple-clothed demons haunt the streets, and the rest is really nothing, but where would you have thought that this Xuanjie Captain of South Wind City, who had a nodding friendship with Hong Baihu, would pretend to be a horse thief here and intercept him with his cavalry!

The name Duan Mingde, Ling Qiuyu had heard Hong Baihu mention it, and it should be a master of the three initial realms.

At this moment, Ling Qiuyu turned his head to see that the aura was gradually getting stronger, and the horse thief bandit leader who had finally stopped at the level of the three initial realms finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva, confirming that he had only deliberately concealed his strength before.

Duan Mingde, the Xuanjie Captain of the Three Initial Realms, how can he fight this? Even Hong Baihu is not his opponent!

"Our batch of goods, I didn't expect to make this official and old man red-eyed......" Hong Baihu gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "But how did the news leak out?" Duan Mingde, at least let me die." ”

Duan Mingde stood condescendingly on the top of the hill in the dark night, unable to see his expression clearly, and could only hear his wanton laughter.

Duan Mingde squinted his eyes and said, "No, no, if there is a fish that slips through the net, it will be troublesome, you can't say anything, you will be confused and die." ”

The rest of the old darts in the initial realm of enlightenment showed despair, in the face of a master like Duan Mingde, how to fight? It's okay to have a little hope, this is no hope at all, all resistance is in vain, you can only wait for death, how crazy should it be?

Duan Mingde showed a cruel smile on his face, this batch of goods is worth at least seven thousand taels, in fact, depending on the location, the price can still go up, which makes him unable to resist this temptation as a military lieutenant like Xuanjie, although it may only be half of it, but it is better than his several years of money.

"What, what are you talking about?" a surprised voice came from the back of the crowd.

Including the horse thieves and the dart masters of the dart game, everyone turned their heads in unison, and the horse thieves were curious about who dared to speak out at this time without knowing whether they were alive or dead, and the dart masters felt that this voice was a little familiar, but they couldn't remember it clearly.

Hong Baihu was slightly stunned, sat up with difficulty, turned around with Ling Qiuyu's support, and looked at the owner of the voice, for some reason, seeing that faint smile, he inexplicably felt a lot more settled in his heart, and then shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he was thinking too beautifully.

At the back of the crowd, a young man dressed in an elegant cyan robe and a simple long sword inserted in a sandalwood scabbard at his waist and crotch walked indifferently, with a quiet smile on his face that was incompatible with this cruel environment. (To be continued.) )