The big is hidden in the city, and the small is hidden in the wilderness, but He Bikong is hidden in the well-guarded Qingshui Mu Palace, which can be regarded as a unique vision, with temples and rivers and lakes in his heart. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the age of ten, he entered the way of the sword, and at the age of twenty, he was a cultivator of the Wupin Wufu Realm, who was once in the limelight in Yanzhiguo, and later devoted himself to cultivation, and entered the realm quickly, and had the ambition to win the Tang River and Lake with a sword.

This time, he was assigned by Princess Mu and has been secretly following Zhuo Zangfeng and others.

Lingxiu's fight with the other two palace cultivators, and the fight between Azaha and the leader of the wolf servants, he saw it in his eyes, thinking that it was just a contest between ordinary martial artists, and it was not worth doing it himself.

In fact, cultivators are the most taboo about killing, and He Bikong thinks so.

Killing is against the way of heaven, and the bloody qi affects the qi of the cultivator. Therefore, if you can do it without doing it, you can do it without doing it, the soldiers who surrender to others without blood, and the lupine scarf that talks and laughs is the true character of a cultivator.

He stood on the peak, looking at the autumn colors of the Tang Dynasty, and his demeanor was calm, like a kind and compassionate land god patrolling his territory.

In fact, it was the first time he had stepped into the realm of the Tang Dynasty.

There was a sound of breaking wind behind him, and he frowned slightly.

Covered in blood, because of the murderous aura that had climbed to the peak of Azaha's imperial qi, he saw He Bikong contemplating Qingshan, and his face showed a look of respect.

"Thank you seniors for breaking the siege!"

He Bikong turned around in annoyance and looked away, "Stay away from the old man, your murderous aura is annoying!"

Azaha nodded and took a few steps back, bowed and said, "Senior just take the princess to the Xuanying Sword Sect, and I will clean up the rest." ”

He Bikong's long eyebrows twitched, "Are you giving orders to the old man?"

Azaha said in fear: "The juniors don't dare!"

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"What kind of mountain is this?"

Zhuo Zangfeng suddenly asked Yao Changshan, who was looking up at the top of the mountain.

"It's not a hairpin. ”

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, Zhuo Zangfeng and the princess moved at the same time.

He Bikong is the princess's killer weapon, and in the face of such a strong enemy, Zhuo Zangfeng quickly thought of a countermeasure.

The road ahead is impassable, if you run back, not to mention going deep into the boundary of Yanzhi Country again, it is difficult to ensure that the old man on the top of the mountain will not repeat his old tricks, blocking the way with extremely strong sword qi and trapping them here.

When the time comes, no one will be able to escape the turtle in the urn.

When the judgment continued to be chaotic, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't care whether the princess agreed or not, and immediately made arrangements.

Let Xiao Ni, who has the least courage, ride with Yao Changshan, who is not afraid of life and death, and Mo Ya rides alone, and he jumps to the ground very quickly, shouting towards the heights.

"Listen to the people above, you are chasing after you relentlessly, it is nothing more than for the blood of the divine phoenix, if you can let the rest of you live, I am willing to go to the Xuanying Sword Sect with the princess. ”

The princess heard what he said clearly, and thought that this fellow was not only bold but also self-righteous, and her heart was slightly annoyed.

Sacrificing herself in exchange for the lives of Mo Ya and others, she is not unwilling, she really doesn't like this guy's arbitrariness, using her life to save everyone, have you asked me personally!

In fact, the cultivator who has been on the top of the mountain has cultivated to a high level is rare, and since there is no way to escape, it is undoubtedly the best way to save others with his own life.

The princess has never thought that she is superior, and everyone is equal in front of life, forced by the situation, she is willing to accept this method, but she can't accept Zhuo Zangfeng's way of doing things without putting herself in her eyes.

If you go to a store to get credit, you should always tell the boss, tell the guy, what is this?

But she didn't refuse, but spoke bitterly, and couldn't persuade Yao Changshan, who would rather die than leave, with the overall situation.

He Bikong listened to Zhuo Zangfeng for a long time and didn't pay attention to it, but Azaha's eyes were red because of the death of his brother, and he wanted to pounce down the mountain several times to kill him.

The cultivators in the high place were indifferent, the people around her were crying, and the princess suddenly clenched her fine teeth, and out of nowhere, she took out a short sword and put her backhand across her neck.

"All you want is my blood, if you don't agree, I will cut off my head and let the blood of this hateful god phoenix be poured here. ”

The princess's voice was majestic, and her tone was even more categorical.

Zhuo Zangfeng sighed, isn't this the method he just thought of? If the princess didn't do this, the person who threatened the princess with the sword at this moment would be himself.

He was actually really afraid of accidentally hurting the princess, but now he was even more worried, afraid that the emotional Highness would hurt himself.

He Bikong's body moved, and a long sword flew in front of him, constantly circling and dancing.

He could no longer turn a deaf ear.

Huo Ran slapped a palm on the ground, and the sword that was around him suddenly spun, roared and turned into a bolt of lightning, and quickly flew towards the falling rolling stone in the middle of the road.

There was a loud bang, and the stones that had originally sealed the mountain road were scattered and collapsed in the boundless sword qi, revealing a huge gap in an instant. After completing its mission, the sword flew back to He Bikong's side like lightning, spinning and roaring.

This sword god was full of energy, and after it was completed, the face of this cultivator who cared about the way of the sword remained unchanged, and he did not say a word.

This is the default.

And the road ahead leads to the Tang Kingdom.

He Bikong, who had not spoken, looked at the chaotic crowd below and said, "My Dayan Kingdom can't accommodate you, so let's go back to Datang!"

No matter how reluctant he was, in the face of the princess's sword, Yao Changjiao had to obey her orders, and reluctantly led Mo Ya and the others to urge the horse to leave.

Seeing that the people below were running away, only the Tang princess and the envoy were left, and Azaha was so anxious that he vomited blood again and again.

He Bikong didn't look at him, and said: "You are angry, your anger is scattered, you can't even clean up a few wolf servants, and there is no need to go back to the palace, I won't kill you, you run for your life!"

Seeing that he couldn't take revenge, and he was not He Bikong's opponent, thinking that returning to the palace would definitely be a dead end, thinking that the gentleman would take revenge, ten years was not too late, so he picked up the long sword from the ground and flew away quickly.

He Bikong looked at the blue sky, and suddenly jumped down the mountain, his big sleeves fluttering, straight like a white crane soaring into the sky.

He was in mid-air, snatching the short sword from the princess's hand and throwing it away.

The sword turned into a white light and disappeared into the distant sky.

"Hit the horse and go back!"

He instructed Zhuo Zangfeng and the princess, and his tone was flat.

Listening to the sound of horses' hooves on the road, Zhuo Zangfeng ignored his order and sat on the ground, and then the princess also jumped off the horse, walked to his side, and sat on the ground.

These two people have a heart, and He Bikong is puzzled.

"Why don't you go?"

"I don't want to leave, because I can't figure out why a great sword master with an extremely high cultivation level is willing to be driven by the palace to be a slave and a dog. ”

Zhuo Zangfeng delayed time, he knew that the closer he got to the Xuanying Sword Sect, the more dangerous it became, at this moment, they threw a mouse, no one dared to touch the princess, but it was the safest.

This kid has a vision, and he can even see that the old man is in the realm of a great swordsman. He Bikong was a little relieved, but hearing Zhuo Zangfeng compare himself with those slave vicious dogs in the palace made him unhappy.

"The old man has received the favor of Lord Mu, and he is not a person in his house. ”

He was too lazy to talk to a young man, but the other party misunderstood his identity, which really made He Bikong, who was arrogant on the cliff, unbearable.

Sensing that the cultivator in front of him was not desperate to do things for King Mu's mansion, especially not loyal to the princess, Zhuo Zangfeng's heart moved.

Finally found a breakthrough.

He laughed, "With your cultivation, you should know the frost and ice, and you can know the whole leopard at a glance, but you didn't expect that it would be vain, and you didn't know that what you are doing now will push your benefactor, King Qing Shuimu, into a place of no return." ”