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"Huh!"

A figure rose from the dust, and in an instant, it was in front of you. In the cold wind, the punch whistled, and before the fist arrived, the wind had risen.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Good fellow, the three punches were taken by the old beggar with the force of his palm, making a sound of punching to the flesh.

In the eyes of others, these three punches were just fleeting, but the old beggar really felt the terrible internal strength of the old man. After three punches, his wrists were sore, as if he had resisted a thousand catties.

And the old beggar's figure couldn't stop taking a few steps backwards, leaving long marks on his feet in the snow.

The snow and dust are overflowing, like feathers all over the sky.

"Bang!"

The old man did not leave any respite for his opponent, and without waiting for the old beggar to stabilize his body, he broke through the air again, and the speed was shocking.

Li Changfeng, who was standing behind him, wanted to help, but Yun Biaolong and Meng Yi had been watching Li Changfeng's movements in place.

The old beggar resisted the old man's kick, and the strong internal force made the old beggar take a few steps back.

The old beggar rose to his feet and stood on top of his tent. The old man followed, and hit the old beggar with one palm.

"Bang!"

The old beggar didn't have time to hide anymore, so he had to use his internal strength to resist the old man's blow.

The two internal forces collided in one place, and with an explosion, the tent was shattered on the spot by two devastating internal forces. Like snowflakes, falling from the sky.

Under the thousands of fragments, the old man suddenly found that the person in front of him had disappeared!

Just when the old man was shocked, he felt a cold wind hit behind him.

"What?!"

The old beggar slammed his palm into the air, and his heart was shocked, and then he felt a sharp pain on his body.

"Brother Tao!"

The old beggar fell out of the way, and the snow and dust flew on the ground. The crowd couldn't see how the old beggar had fallen out.

What everyone saw was still a spotless old man standing in place.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, the old man's figure rushed into the snow and dust.

The eyes do not see, but the ears hear.

Then I heard a loud noise in the snow, and the snowdust was even bigger than before. Covered dozens of zhang.

The snow dust slowly fell, and I slowly saw a figure standing in the snow and dust.

"Hehe, it's worthy of being the head of the five swords, and I'm finally willing to exert my full strength!"

The old man got up slowly and patted the snow dust on his body, the old beggar didn't speak, but Li Changfeng on the side looked extremely anxious. The "head of the five swords" in the old man's mouth fell into Yun Biaolong's ears, which was extremely harsh.

"Huh!"

"It's good to come!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, the old beggar who was standing in place suddenly attacked.

The two fought again, but unexpectedly. It was originally the old man's one-sided advantage, but now it has become a situation where the two are evenly divided.

Even Yun Biaolong and Meng Yi were amazed by the two in front of them at this moment. In the eyes of the two, Tao Zihui's martial arts are true, but in the face of a person like the old man, the strength of the two is very different, and there is no suspense at all. But the situation in front of me is still surprising.

The eyes of everyone present were attracted by the two who were fighting like phantoms. Rao is a master like Li Changfeng, and it is difficult to see the two of them making a move at this moment.

In a moment, the old beggar and the old man fought from the crowd to a corner of the camp. Hundreds of steps away from several people, everything in the camp sounded "crackling" under the fierce exchange between the two. The two of them were like an autumn wind passing through, sweeping away all the fallen leaves, and the place they passed was a mess.

"Let's go!"

At this moment, the old beggar suddenly screamed, and then tried his best to entangle the old man tightly.

Everyone present was attracted by the fight between the two, and when they heard that the old beggar was protective, they didn't react. Li Changfeng, who had been tense up, after hearing the voice of the old beggar, picked up Guan Shouting on his back, stepped on the snow, carried light skills, and rushed straight to the outside of the camp.

Compared with Li Changfeng, Yun Biaolong's reaction was a beat slower, and when the two reacted, Li Changfeng was carrying Guan Shouting on his back and was already dozens of steps ahead.

"Don't run!"

"Damn!"

The two reacted, but it was too late to pursue. The old man, who was originally concentrating on and fighting with the old beggar, finally reacted at this moment and fell on the "sound of the east and the west".

scolded secretly, and was about to turn around and chase after him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, the old beggar came straight in, so that the old man could not get out at all.

"Get out of here!"

The old man slammed out his palms and struck the old beggar in the chest. In this palm, the old man used ten successful powers, which was enough to break the ground. The old beggar who forcibly solved the acupoint had already run out of oil, and the poison in his body had already rushed to all the life gates and acupoints on his body with the internal force. How to withstand the internal strength of the elderly?

The old man slapped his palm on the old beggar's chest, and the old beggar's internal organs were like a landslide cracking the ground, and he was fatally hit.

Regardless of the old beggar's life or death, the old man turned around and went to chase Li Changfeng, who fled with Guan Shouting.

"Put!"

Not only the old man, but also the well-equipped soldiers, seeing Li Changfeng fleeing at this time, several ballistas that were about to be prepared in advance were launched. At the sound of an order, two iron-stringed crossbow logs with a length of one zhang and a weight of thirty poured out on the ballista. More than ten iron-stringed crossbows broke through the wind and attacked the fleeing Li Changfeng, like an eagle bird swooping, making a huge noise.

After the old man knocked the old beggar away, his body was extremely fast, and soon he was only a hundred steps away from Li Changfeng. The iron-stringed crossbow and the old man hit the two of them together.

The old man's figure was extremely fast, and Li Changfeng was carrying Guan Shouting, so he was quickly caught up by the old man.

"Where to go?! Take your life! ”

The old man shouted, summoned his internal force, and struck at Li Changfeng's back.

At the last moment, a person was killed halfway, and the old man's palm was taken down.

"How is that possible?!"

The old man looked at the old beggar in front of him, whose white beard was covered with blood, and then the blood stained kept pouring out of his mouth, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"He, both, father-in-law, husband, I, I, he, he, he, self, self-relieving, retreating...... Too, virtual, cloud, decided! ”

"What?!"

The old beggar showed a smile on his face, and his body exuded a strong internal force, and the old man was also taken aback. This powerful internal force swept in, and the old man was knocked out dozens of steps away.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

However, it was not over yet, and a deafening loud bang followed. I saw that the iron-stringed crossbow wood that broke through the wind was forcibly blocked by this internal force.

One, two, three......

The iron-stringed crossbow wood struck one after another, all of which were blocked by this powerful internal force and exploded in the air.

Seven, eight, nine......

Finally, the old beggar, who tried his best, could no longer withstand the impact of this last iron-stringed crossbow.

"Bang!"

The last iron-stringed crossbow slammed into the old beggar's body, sharpened its head, and pierced the old beggar's chest on the spot. With the body of an old beggar, he smashed heavily to the ground.

Li Changfeng listened to the sound behind him, and the result was already clear. I couldn't help but "shake" in my heart, and a drop of crystal sparkled across my cheek and fell to the ground.

…………

Inside the camp, sawdust mixed with snow and dust drifted down from the sky. Foreshadowing, it's all over.

The old man stood in the distance, quietly watching everything that was sprinkled from the sky.

"National teacher, are you okay?"

Meng Yi and Yun Biaolong were the first to rush to the old man's side and hurriedly asked the old man about his situation.

The old man didn't answer, stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snow dust, and slowly muttered, "How can you retreat from your own light...... What a Tao Zihui, what a Taixu sword......"

"Bury him alive!"

The snow dust "disappeared" in the hands of the old man, and the old man shook his hand. No more words, pick up the light belly and leave.

After Meng Yi and Yun Biaolong saw the old man leave, they looked at the corpse that was still standing in place because the body was pierced by a giant tree on his chest, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

"It is better to die standing than to live on your knees." Meng Yi sighed.

Yun Biaolong didn't say a word, just quietly stared at the corpse of this person who had made him jealous for twenty or thirty years and was called the "head of the five swords".

At this moment, Yun Biaolong seemed to be able to understand why Tao Zihui in front of him was called the "head of the five swords", and even the national teacher recognized his title of "head of the five swords". But the jealousy in Yun Biaolong's heart became more and more indescribable.

After a big battle, except for Li Changfeng and Guan Shouting, who fled, all the people who broke into the camp were ambushed. In addition to the bodies of more than a dozen people in the camp, the other more than 200 corpses were all soldiers in the camp.

Looking at the corpses full of camps, Yun Biaolong and Meng Yi were full of resentment in their hearts.

"One, two, three! Hey! Rise! ”

At this moment, the voice on the side caught the attention of the two.

"What is this?"

Yun Biaolong asked the three soldiers who were carrying the big sword together.

"Emperor Master, this is a weapon left by thieves!"

"Oh? Let me see! Hey! ”

Yun Biaolong looked at the incomparably fine Qinglong Yanyue Knife in the hands of the soldiers, and suddenly became interested. Let the soldier put down the Qinglong Glaive Knife, and stretched out his hand to hold the Qinglong Glaive Knife.

However, the Qinglong Glaive was extremely heavy, and Yun Biaolong couldn't hold it for a while. Yun Biaolong let go of his hand, stroked the handle of the knife with both hands, and exerted his strength together before picking up the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

"Hmmm! It's a treasure sword! It's just too heavy to perform! ”

Yun Biaolong took the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand and admired it carefully, and after a long time, he felt that his hands were extremely heavy, and gave his own evaluation.

Meng Yi on the side heard this, and said quickly: "What Brother Yun said is good, this blade is finely worked, and the material is rare. If it's a sword, it's definitely the best in the world! ”

Yun Biaolong listened to Meng Yi's words, and immediately became enlightened: "What Brother Meng Xian said is extremely true. However, since it is not a sword, then how can we not forge it into a sword!

The sword was so heavy that, when melted, it was enough to forge two swords. Why don't you and me, brother Xian, how about one person? ”

As soon as Yun Biaolong's words came out, Meng Yi also suddenly became interested, looking at the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, his eyes lit up: "Why didn't I think of it?" Brother Yun is still smart! Just do what Brother Yun says! ”