On one side of the barren grass and tidal flats, the babbling water has not changed for thousands of years, and on the other side is the ruins of the village, but it has been in the grass for a hundred and fifty years. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe wind is blowing, and the long yellow grass is like a wave of wheat and the undulations are layered, bringing desolation and vividness to this side of the world.

This is a place where ordinary people disdain, and it is also a place where the bones of innocent people and passers-by are buried. The knee-deep grass has obscured everything over the course of time. For those who are not the parties concerned, they only know the danger here, but they do not know how many human bones are rotting and turning to ashes under the yellow-green waves. The lives of innocent people have died here, and their flesh and blood have undoubtedly nourished the weeds of this side. For those who know the truth, this grassland, this chaotic land that stretches for nearly a thousand miles, is full of two words full of fishy blood, "cannibalism".

The "cannibals" are naturally the protagonists of this piece of heaven and earth--the rogue, and their accomplices are this barren grassland full of flesh and blood. Although in all fairness, the identity of the accomplice of the barren grassland is very innocent, but from an objective point of view, this barren grassland undoubtedly provides them with the best place to kill and bury the corpses.

Compared to many passers-by, this barren meadow is the hunting ground of the rogues. Here, passers-by are prey, and rogues are hunters.

Hunters have swords and swords, and they are terrible beings for ordinary prey, but for prey that really has the ability to fight back, hunters are not impossible to eat and fill their stomachs. There is only one prerequisite for everything, and that is that it must be strong enough.

"Ah......h He slowly dissolved into a hoarse, low grunt.

The swarthy machete had long since come out of his hand, and was now firmly inserted into the ground, and the heavy blade brought attention to the sharp blade with the power to cut through everything, making it sink into the ground like iron.

Two feet outside the black machete, Li Jingxuan stood quietly, his right hand holding the sword straight, and the silver blade of the sword was shining like flowing water, pointing obliquely at the ground on his side. Li Jingxuan has been thinking about this posture for a long time, but everyone is watching quietly, and none of them are urging him to change his posture. Because their eyes were focused on the long sword in Li Jingxuan's hand.

Li Jingxuan's autumn water sword is a gift from Xia Di, the shape is simple, extremely sharp, because its sword body is faintly shiny, like a flood of autumn water, so it is named. The material of the Qiushui Sword is good, and the forging technique is also very good, so it can naturally be regarded as a sharp weapon among all swords. But no matter how good the Qiushui Sword is, he is only a mortal soldier, and ordinary soldiers generally do not arouse the greed of monks. Because the monks are concerned with magic weapons, magic weapons, and spiritual treasures...... These are the things that help the monk the most.

Therefore, they paid attention to the long sword in Li Jingxuan's hand naturally not to seize this long sword. In fact, when they looked at the sword, they saw a little bit of it. It was a drop of blood-red liquid from the long sword, round and filled with a faint fishy smell. It was also piping hot, but at this moment it was already cold.

This is blood, the blood of Li Jingxuan's opponent. It's just that where the blood comes from the opponent, they are very curious about it.

The wailing man's voice grew low, and as his voice fell, they felt the loss of life force from the man. The speed at which this person's vitality is draining is so fast that even their blood line here is not sure that they will be able to save the other party. So, they could only watch and watch the man step by step into the abyss of death.

Listening to the man's wailing and watching the man die, although there was not much affection between them, the death of the man still made the people around the blood line feel a trace of sorrow. After all, we've worked together once.

At this moment, they glanced at each other and looked sadly. In their hearts, maybe this dying guy is their future.

Eating meat, drinking and playing with women - this is a true portrayal of the rogue bandits. They spend every sunrise and sunset at will. Don't think it's a wonderful thing, but behind their debauchery, there is their despair for tomorrow. In order to survive, in order to be unwilling, they have done a lot of bad things, in the hearts of ordinary people, they are already heinous, and they are the objects of crusade and prestige by everyone. And as far as they are concerned, they are definitely a bunch of poor ghosts, they have no home, they can only walk in a muddy way, there is no tomorrow, there is no future, as monks, they simply cannot go to the last step.

"It's sad enough. But there is nothing, and perhaps we will be the same tomorrow!...... He was somewhat relieved. One or two guys lowered their heads, and the sad atmosphere spread, invisibly infecting the people around them.

People's hearts fluctuate, even the blood line among the thieves really understands this.

The bloodline couldn't sit still. He decided to change all that.

"This guy must be killed no matter what!" was the thought in Bloodline's mind.

So, the bloodline was launched. The tall and sturdy body tumbled off the horse's back, and stepped heavily on the ground, and a vicious aura swept away from his body, driving the wild grass around him, and startling the war horse placed under his left and right crotches.

The horses were clever fellows, and they knew that the person in front of them was very difficult to mess with, so they immediately neighed and retreated from the side of the blood line, and for a moment the encirclement net was torn open, and in this hole stood the lonely and thick body of the blood line.

"Late stage of qi induction?" Li Jingxuan saw the blood line move, and he could tell his strength from his hands and feet. This realm has to be said to be a small chip higher than Li Jingxuan literally. However, Li Jingxuan did not panic, and his past results gave him considerable confidence: "It's just the late stage of qi induction." There are already a lot of people who have died in the late stage of qi induction under my sword, and I am still worried about it! It's just an enemy! If he wants to fight, then let's fight!"

Li Jingxuan muttered, the long sword in his hand shook, and the streamer attached to the sword body suddenly rippled like water, and there was a burst of smoke and fog scattered from above, layer by layer, giving people a feeling full of power.

"Come on!" The hilt of the sword that had been heated was firmly held in Li Jingxuan's hand, and he raised his head very confidently to look at the guy opposite, and his heart was already full of fighting intent.

"Come?" Li Jingxuan's invitation to fight made the blood line slightly stunned, and his face immediately became fierce and ferocious: "What an arrogant boy, don't you know what humility is? But it's okay, you are so imposing, you must have a fresh brain." Hehe, don't worry, I'll cut open your head when you're dead, suck your brains dry, and turn your top door into a tea bowl for my collection. I'm sure your head will be my one hundred and thirty-sixth collection. ”

"Perverted!" Li Jingxuan became more and more disgusted by the blood line's plan, and he said this coldly.

"What does this mean by pervert?" Blood Line hadn't heard of this word, but he could tell from Li Jingxuan's angry expression that it wasn't a good word. "Perhaps?" thought Bloodline, and then became a little indifferent. After all, the two are already enemies, and since they are enemies, it is normal to scold each other by themselves.

At the moment, the blood line no longer spoke, but just walked forward. As he walked calmly, he touched his hand to his left waist. That's where the bloodline sword is.

"Boom!" a sword roar erupted, and the red-black long sword was unsheathed, its edge as black as ink, and its spine as red as blood. Under the vigorous stride of the blood line, this very strange long sword immediately twisted a shocking trajectory, bringing up a sword qi spit out from the sword blade, piercing the void with an indomitable attitude, and a cone-shaped cloud was pierced, and it attacked Li Jingxuan viciously with lightning speed.

"There are still some doorways!" Facing the extremely powerful sword momentum of the blood line, Li Jingxuan couldn't help but secretly praise. However, his face did not show awe of the other party because of this. He wasn't afraid, he just shook his sword momentum, and the silver light that lit up like water drew a circle in the air, and then gently raised the dazzling sword blade, and immediately lightly turned this fierce and abnormal sword qi and attacked towards the blood line.

"Hmph, there is such a way. Seeing this, the blood line couldn't help but snort coldly, and the strange long sword in his hand was pointed out like a meteor falling, and slammed into the sword qi that was coming from the reversal.

At that moment, I could only hear the sound of "ding!" and everything was reduced to nothingness.

"Yes, you're very powerful! It looks like I'm going to have to fight you seriously!" After this moment, the expression of the blood line became more and more serious. He stared closely at Li Jingxuan, who was holding the long sword in his hand, and the fierce gaze in his eyes suddenly turned into a monstrous killing intent, surging towards Li Jingxuan like a stormy wave.

"Whew!" the strange longsword finally made a move. For a while, the lightning flashed, and the sword qi was in the air.

The bloodline of red and black long swords turned into a sky full of sword light in an instant, enveloping Li Jingxuan. Under the environment of intertwined swords and nets, the huge body of the blood line was unexpectedly flexible with its rare flexibility. At this moment, he was as agile as a phantom, collecting his body and the appearance of his boss. For a while, the people who watched it were angry, and some "elegant" writhing appeared. The blood line's gentleman-like actions and the enemy's pragmatic actions are hidden in the sword light, like a bright moon hidden by light clouds, shaking up the sword qi of Sen Han, and its swaying momentum is like a swirling snow blown by a strong wind, which is indispensable.

"Hmph!" Li Jingxuan snorted coldly again, and her beautiful eyes like stars suddenly widened, firmly locked on the body of the blood line.

After that, just listen......

"Whoosh!", a Sen Han sword qi glowing with misty light flew out of the Qiushui Sword in Li Jingxuan's hand very abruptly, and headed towards the blood line **** that was almost difficult to distinguish the shape of the body.

The blood line was shocked when she saw this, and she was just half-squatting, but she rolled her body and collapsed directly to the ground, turning into a huge ball of flesh, which rolled wildly on the wild grass. Countless sword qi cut off his original calmness, but at this moment, he was only moving for his own survival. For a while, all kinds of ugly body techniques dangerously and dangerously avoided this extremely abrupt sword qi, and took advantage of the situation to take a big step forward as if breaking through the clouds, and the red and black sword rays gathered layer upon layer, crossing the trajectory of the mysterious anomaly, and stabbing directly towards Li Jingxuan's chest with amazing killing intent!

"Hey!" Li Jingxuan snorted again, and the long sword in his hand once again swept across the arc, forming a Tai Chi circle in the void, and quickly met the sword blade stabbed by the blood line.

"Hiss~" An extremely harsh metal friction sound lit up, and the demonic long sword struggled to get out of this move, and then was led by Li Jingxuan's right palm, and with a pull, he stabbed the side of the blood line, and brought the strong and lonely body of the blood line forward!

"Hmph!" At this time, the blood line couldn't help but cry coldly, the sword in his hand shook, and several magnificent flowers suddenly lit up on the tip of the dark sword, which made people cheer for it.

And just as the smile on the corner of the blood line mouth continued to rise, the long sword in his hand moved inexplicably. The dark sword light came out from the left hand side of the blood line, blocking the sword moves in Li Jingxuan's right hand one by one by a millimeter, and in the next breath, the tip of the sword shook, turning into a cloud of misty sword light and attacking towards Li Jingxuan's side.

In the face of the fierce offensive of the blood line, Li Jingxuan is steady and steady, he either blocks the left attack on the right, or the left block the right attack, the move is not leaky, the style of attack is extremely strong, and the transition between attack and defense is also smooth and natural, and there is no chance for people to take advantage of it!

At this moment, as far as the two themselves are concerned, they are just constantly exchanging moves, and they have never distinguished the winner at all, and for outsiders who don't know much about this, Li Jingxuan's current situation is really suppressed by the blood line.

"The boss is going to win this time!" In such a fierce battle, the strength of those subordinates in the blood line did not reach a considerable level, but many people couldn't understand it. They can only come to such conclusions by their own superficial observations.

"Perhaps!" said the other, with keen eyes, noncommittal.

However, just as they said this, Li Jingxuan's counterattack began. The silver cold light suddenly burst out in his hand like a match, and the long sword wrapped in the sword qi like water made a trembling sound, like the long groan of the dragon out of the abyss, venting the majesty that belonged to the king. The fierce sword qi tore through the void, startling a sharp sonic boom. These voices were harsh, but they made people frown involuntarily. And under this sharp voice, the boundless sword qi frantically extended out from the long sword, instantly encircling the blood line. (To be continued.) )