Wu Long turned his head to look at Zhang Zhijian, and his soft gaze immediately became cold and piercing, and his murderous aura was compelling.

Zhang Zhijian saw Wu Long's murderous eyes, his heartbeat accelerated, and his tongue trembled.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm the young master of Red Leaf City, you can't kill me......"

The witch dragon did not speak, only to see a strange long sword floating in the air, this long sword was snatched by the witch dragon from the hands of a dungeon guard. The long sword slowly descended, and was held in the palm of the hand by the witch dragon. The long sword was soaked in red and black blood, and the smell of blood was strong and pungent. The body of the sword is full of gaps formed by the collision with the bones, and I don't know how many people have died under the sword.

If you can see it, you can only see it from the exit of the dungeon to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. From the gate of the City Lord's Mansion to the courtyards, there were bloody corpses, severed limbs, and round heads everywhere along the way. Combined, it is estimated that there are nearly a hundred.

"You can't kill me, my father is Zhang Hezheng, Cai Qianjian is my father's sworn brother, you can't kill me, you can't kill me......"

Wu Long still didn't speak, just held a long sword and approached Zhang Zhijian step by step.

Wu Long did not directly use the sword technique to kill Zhang Zhijian, because it was too cheap for him, and Wu Long's hatred for Zhang Zhijian could only be eliminated by personally slashing him.

Zhang Zhijian was half-lying on the ground, crawling backwards, crying and shouting as he crawled.

"You can't kill me...... Uncle Cai, Uncle Cai, where are you, come and save me, save me!"

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice stopped Wu Long.

"Stop!"

Wu Long turned his head to look, and saw a man in a white robe wearing a dark gold trim, with a middle-aged appearance, and a long sword with a unique shape and a white spar tied around his waist. He has jet-black hair and a pair of eyes that are proud of the world. Wu Long sensed from his soul sense that this person's skill was unfathomable.

"Uncle Cai, Uncle Cai!" Seeing the figure of the middle-aged man, Zhang Zhijian's frightened eyes suddenly became bright.

Seeing that the witch dragon had his back to him, Zhang Zhijian tried to get up and avoid the witch dragon, but the witch dragon seemed to have eyes behind his back, and the long sword rested directly on Zhang Zhijian's shoulder impartially, so frightened that Zhang Zhijian didn't dare to come out and didn't dare to move.

Cai Qianjian, a swordsmanship master, comprehends the way of sword qi, and is one of the top kendo masters in Wutang and Tang Dynasty. Red Leaf City advocated that Hezheng once had a life-saving friendship with Cai Qianjian, and the two became brothers. Cai Qianjian was obsessed with kendo all his life, did not ask about the world, and practiced swords in retreat in the Red Leaf Mansion until he was interrupted by a murderous aura in the mansion. So Cai Qianjian went out to explore, and there was the scene just now.

"This little friend, I don't know why you broke into the mansion and made indiscriminate killings. ”

Facing Cai Qianjian's questioning, Wu Long, who had been silent, finally opened his mouth.

"I'm going to ask your nephew. ”

Hearing this, Cai Qianjian looked at Zhang Zhijian with puzzled eyes.

Zhang Zhijian was stared at by Cai Qianjian in a cold sweat, and finally said hesitantly: "I, I just brought a favorite girl back to the house, I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything, she's okay now......"

Zhang Zhijian said and couldn't help but look at the catkins lying motionless.

Cai Qianjian understood, he naturally knew that his sworn brother's son was amorous by nature, and it seemed that it was a bloody case caused by a romantic debt.

"Although the little nephew is stubborn, he is not guilty of death, and the little friend has already done too much murder. Since the matter has come to this point, Xiaoyou might as well listen to the persuasion of the poor road, stop it, Xiaoyou and your female companion will fly away, and the poor road will never stop it. ”

Wulong is not good at arguing, but he also disdains arguing.

"Whoever you are, I'm going to kill you. As he spoke, the sword in Wu Long's hand approached by three points, leaving a trail of blood on Zhang Zhijian's neck.

The imminent death made Zhang Zhijian even more frightened, and Zhang Zhijian screamed.

"Ah, ah, ah, don't kill me, I don't want to die, Uncle Cai save me!

At this time, Cai Qianjian said unhurriedly.

"Little friend, please don't be impulsive, if you kill Poor Dao's nephew, Poor Dao will not dare to guarantee the safety of your female companion. ”

Cai Qianjian seemed to be unhurried, but it made Wu Long stop his movements.

Fighting against this middle-aged man with unfathomable strength, Wu Long was not sure to guarantee the safety of the catkins.

"You threaten me?" Wu Long looked at Cai Qianjian and said coldly.

"The little nephew and his father have a life-saving kindness with Poor Dao, and Poor Dao will not sit idly by. ”

"What do you have to do with me. Wu Long said coldly.

"It's better to be like this, Xiaoyou and Poor Dao have a fight, if Xiaoyou wins, the life of the little nephew will be disposed of casually. ”

When Zhang Zhijian heard this, he hurriedly said, "Uncle Cai, don't." ”

Cai Qianjian looked at Zhang Zhijian with reassuring eyes and said, "Don't panic, little nephew, you have your own decision." ”

Zhang Zhijian was still nervous, and said: "Uncle Cai, this person's martial arts are very strong, he is actually the ace killer of the shadow, and even Hall Master Sun was killed by him in one move. ”

Hearing this, Cai Qianjian finally had a hint of change in his unconcerned expression, this was not fear, but excitement, an excitement that only martial idiots would exist.

"In this way, Xiaoyou and Poor Dao have the qualifications to fight. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight, make a move. Wu Long Sword pointed at Cai Qianjian and said.

"Don't be in a hurry, this place is narrow, and it is easy to hurt the little friend's female companion, so it is better to fight with the poor road. ”

As he spoke, Cai Qianjian made a gesture of please.

"As you wish!"

Wu Long glanced at Zhang Zhijian with cold eyes, and then slowly walked out of the door.

Outside the door was a spacious courtyard, Cai Qianjian stood at the exit of the courtyard, and Wu Long stood at the exit of the door, and under the moonlight, the two of them did not move.

The masters fight, one move is not careful, and the whole game is lost.

Cai Qianjian is a kendo master, comprehending the way of sword qi, and his skills are unfathomable.

Ren Changxie is an ace killer, who has killed a lot, comprehends the Shadow Instant Step stunt, has an instantaneous killing effect on unguarded enemies, and is also a top master. Although the witch dragon has only recovered to Ren Changxie's martial arts of six or seven percent, but the witch dragon has the peerless knowledge of soul devouring, and compared to Ren Changxie, his combat power is only high.

Accompanied by the smell of blood, the air was filled with murderous aura, and the night breeze blew, and a leaf in the courtyard fell with the wind and slowly fell to the ground.

At this moment, Cai Qianjian moved, and saw the sword on Cai Qianjian's waist unsheathed, and there was a cold light.

The witch dragon also moved, and rushed forward with his sword, the broken sword stained with thick blood, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

"Bang bang!" the two fought together, their bodies staggered, swords and swords, and a whirlwind swayed in the courtyard, blowing the surrounding leaves into a loud sound.

After a brief exchange, the two separated, standing on the left and right sides of the courtyard.

I saw that there were a few more scars on the witch dragon's body, and the gaps in the long sword became even more, but Cai Qianjian was unscathed, and the sword was also unscathed.

"Ace killer, that's it!" Cai Qianjian's originally excited expression became expressionless.

"Really?"

The moment he finished speaking, the witch dragon moved, and he didn't see how the witch dragon moved, and the witch dragon came to Cai Qianjian.

There was a clang, and I saw Cai Qianjian swinging his sword to block, and Wu Long's long sword was broken in two.

After one move, the two separated again, standing and staring at each other.

Since Cai Qianjian had already taken precautions, Wu Long's instantaneous steps did not bring any effect.

"The blink of a shadow is very subtle. However, compared to the sword qi of the poor road, it is still insufficient. ”

After Cai Qianjian made some comments, he suddenly made a move and drew an oblique sword.

I saw a transparent roasted blue ripple gushing out from the sword body, accompanied by a piercing sword sound, quickly swinging towards the direction of the witch dragon, the range of sword qi was very large, blocking the possibility of the witch dragon dodging left and right, leaving no dead end at all.

Wu Long sensed from his soul sense that this sword qi contained a huge amount of energy, which was definitely not something that the physical body could resist.

At this moment, the witch dragon's instantaneous step was activated, suddenly disappearing from the spot, flashing to the side, and the sword qi swooped into the air, cutting off a tree with a thick bowl mouth, and finally blasting a diagonal gap in the thick wall of the courtyard.

Cai Qianjian's sword qi didn't give the witch dragon a chance to breathe at all, and with the piercing sound of the sword, the second sword qi swept diagonally again.

The witch dragon dodged in an instant again, and successfully dodged the deadly sword qi attack again.

At this time, Wu Long has taken three consecutive instantaneous steps, you must know that even if it is Ren Changxie, three consecutive instantaneous steps will consume Ren Changxie's spiritual energy, making Ren Changxie's spirit languishing.

Spiritual energy is actually another way of saying soul power, if compared to Ren Changxie, Wulong's spiritual energy is not as good as Ren Changxie's peak state.

But why the witch dragon was able to take three consecutive momentary steps and still not change his face, this makes people have to wonder.

"Little friendship and big ability, eat a poor sword again!"

After speaking, Cai Qianjian swung out another sword qi.

The witch dragon dodged again in an instant, and said coldly, "Is this the only thing you can do?"

"Really?" the corners of Cai Qianjian's mouth curled slightly.

After speaking, Cai Qianjian danced a set of sword flowers, a total of five directions, divided into left, right, upper, upper left, and upper right, forming a half-snowflake-shaped combination of sword qi. Half of the snowflake-shaped sword qi surged up like a tsunami, letting out a roaring sound of the sword, submerging half of the courtyard. The trees on one side of the courtyard were all cut off, and with a roar, countless dust and gravel were splashed. Moments later, the wall collapsed. The place where the witch dragon stood was gone, and the ground was full of broken corpses, and I don't know whose corpse it was.

Let's die!

Cai Qianjian couldn't help but think.

This is Cai Qianjian's killing move, a storm of sword qi, which stimulates six sword qi in a short period of time, which consumes more than six individual sword qi. Although the energy consumption is huge, the killing range is also wider. If in war, this sword can slaughter a dense party of 100 people.

This kind of sword qi storm, it is estimated that even Ren Changxie in his peak state can't dodge it, this is no longer a distance that can be dodged in an instant.

Suddenly, someone behind Cai Qianjian made a cold voice.

"Anything else?"

Cai Qianjian turned around and saw Wu Long standing not far away unharmed.