After the hero was tired and left, the scraping officially began......

Yujiazhuang's guards were almost vulnerable under the attack of the orthodox army on both sides, if it weren't for the Han army's intention to keep his hand, I am afraid that even if he Ouyang Jianxing did not leave an inch, he would not be able to completely protect the carriage.

"No, I'm going out!" The hissing sound outside made Yu Xiaofeng desperate to go out and fight with the soldiers in the village, but she was dragged by Murong at this time, and she didn't say anything to let go. Although Yu Xiaofeng is not a master, he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he seems to be weak, but his strength is not small. This made Murong suffer, and he fell around in the carriage, and there were a lot of bruises on his body.

"Murong!"

"Please also ask the owner to stay in the car. ”

No matter how anxious Yu Xiaofeng was, she was even faintly angry, but Murong was even more resolute, just not letting her go.

"Jian Lao, Ding Wu, sister, and so many Yu Jiazhuang people are all working hard outside, how can I hide here?!" Yu Xiaofeng shook it while Murong was not paying attention as he spoke, picked up the sword hanging in the car and rushed away.

Yu Zizhou looked at his mother's figure and didn't stop him, because he knew very well that on such occasions, his mother would never let others stand in front of him.

"Xiaofeng, what are you doing when you come out!, don't you even care about Zizhou?!" Ouyang Jianxing scolded, but he actually expected this in his heart, and now he can only hope that Zizhou will restrain her, hoping that she can endure all her blood for the sake of her son.

Who knows, Yu Xiaofeng was not moved at all, and without even replying, he strode away and went to all corners to support the people in the village. Her appearance greatly boosted morale, but at the same time slowly aroused the anger of the soldiers of the two countries. Originally, the soldiers of the two countries were mainly plundering, but Yu Xiaofeng's participation made them find that this battle was becoming more and more difficult to fight, and finally even the Korean soldiers who were supposed to take care of the carriage joined the battlefield one after another, making the battle more and more intense.

Although most of the guards of the Yu Family Chamber of Commerce are elites, the heroes can't stand the large number of people, and there are two regular armies attacking at the same time. In just two moments, Yu Xiaofeng's side has been sharply reduced to more than ten people, surrounding the carriage. On either side of them were the dense ironclad soldiers of the Qin State and Korea.

At this moment, the Yu Family Chamber of Commerce has become a turtle in an urn. As for Qin and South Korea, it is time for someone to come out and negotiate.

"Under the command of General Wang Qi of Great Qin, the 10,000-strong general Chi Yan is here! I also invite the head of the South Korean to come out and talk a few words!" A long-haired and coarse sweat shouted in a loud voice, and he rode a huge sweaty and bloody horse, pacing from the thousands of Qin troops.

"Xia Xia is tired, this time on the order of the left minister, I want to invite the Yu family Chamber of Commerce to go back and sit, I wonder if the general can make it convenient?" At this time, Xia Ti finally walked out slowly, and very politely saluted Wei Chiyan, who was riding on a tall horse.

"Hey? What a coincidence, we, General Wang Qi, are also trying to get acquainted with the owner of the Yu family! And I heard that your Zuo Xiang just had a banquet for the Yu family last night, so what's the matter? It's only been a few hours, and you're here again. Could it be that Zuo Xiang fell in love with Lord Yu Zhuang and tossed and turned, so he asked you to wait for the starry night to come and pick up the car. The rough man said jokingly.

The general laughed, but if it was as the general said. Then I can't let Zuo Xiang-sama down. Wei Chiyan's words were thorny, but he was tired but pushed the boat along the river, which very clearly showed the attitude of thousands of iron horsemen in South Korea today.

"Oh?" Wei Chiyan looked at the scholarly scholar with interest, and the depths of his eyes continued to flicker. This person seems to be arrogant and full of ruffianism, but he is a real ruthless person. Underneath that rugged appearance, I don't know how many deep schemes are hidden.

After a while, he suddenly grinned and said, "Of course, the face of the left minister should be given." However, if I go back like this, I will inevitably be beaten by General Wang Qi. I believe that sir, you have also heard that General Wang Qi has always been very heavy. So, I wonder if Mr. can give me some spiritual comfort?"

The corners of Xia Ti's mouth twitched secretly, it was not that he was not ready to give some benefits, but he didn't expect this person to be completely disciplined, and he opened his mouth first. Of course, on the bright side, Xia Ti will not show any dissatisfaction, but said with a regretful face: "The general's experience, I am very sympathetic, if your flesh and skin suffering is really unavoidable, I can only give some medicine money to make up for it a little." ”

After finishing speaking, Xia Ti turned around and whispered a few words to the person next to him.

After a while, a small group of men and horses carried ten boxes plundered from the Yu family's caravan and put them in front of the lieutenant Chi Yan.

Wei Chi looked at the ten boxes that were opened one by one, and showed an extremely satisfied smile on his face, and said with a smile: "The gentleman from the academy is really polite! It's almost dawn, so I'll go back early. ”

"Then the general, please go, and I should take Master Yu Zhuang back earlier, so that Zuo Xiang can feel at ease. Xia Ti saluted earnestly again, and ordered the iron horsemen to surround the carriage.

Murong understood that Xia Ti was protecting them, so he secretly asked the remaining ten or so people to cooperate temporarily and endure for a while.

"Hmph!

Just as both armies were preparing to withdraw their troops, suddenly a somewhat sharp voice resounded throughout the audience.

Wei Chiyan was the first to see who was coming, his face showed extreme disgust, and he shouted angrily: "Yi Bai Yuan! What are you doing here!"

"Hmph, how old are you, do you still need your consent to do something?" This person is a jade-faced man, in his thirties, his eyes are very fierce, but his clothes are very exquisite, especially the gold and black robe is extremely gorgeous.

Wei Chiyan was choked half to death by this person's unobstructed words, his rough face was black and red, and he really wanted to cut this disgusting person with a knife, but he still endured it. This guy, not only can't be provoked by his identity, but even if he really fights with him, I'm afraid he can only find death.

The man named Yi Baiyuan stopped paying attention to him after scolding Wei Chi Yan, and with a slight touch of his toes, he jumped to Han Jun's side, staring at the people of Yujiazhuang in his eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is it! Who killed me?"

"The golden silk black robe... The lord of the Tianyi Forest Palace?!" It was An Nanfeng who spoke, and she was a general of the Qin State, and she still had some understanding of the hierarchy inside this Tianyi.

The golden silk black robe is the direct subordinate of the 'Son of Heaven' and the logo of the Lord of the Seven Great Palaces!

"Well, I remember you a little, hmph, you killed my little Fang Fang, right?" This person's emotions were a little intense, and he indiscriminately borrowed a jet-black ancient sword, and raised a ruthless sword qi to attack Na An Nanfeng.

However, as soon as the black qi flew halfway, it was broken by a mighty qi and turned into a faint cloud.

Yi Bai Yuan turned his head to look, only to find that there was such a person who he couldn't see through at all, but although he was on guard, his tone was still very strong: "Hmph! That's right, I am Yi Bai Yuan, the head of the Seven Lords of Heavenly Clothes! Turn Qi into a sword, old man, you are a sword master?!"

"Hehe, the head of the Seven Lords?" Ouyang Jianxing ignored him, just feeling a little funny. Not to mention that the sword is old, even Wei Chiyan, who can barely be regarded as half of Yi Bai's own person, is secretly laughing at this arrogant, barbaric and unreasonable yin and yang person.

However, in the face of the faint ridicule around him, the arrogant and rude Yi Boyuan suddenly fell silent. At this time, the meaning of abuse in Ouyang Jianxing's eyes was like a sharp sword, deeply piercing the wound in his heart that had never healed. I don't remember how many years no one dared to laugh at Yi Bo anymore, because all those who used to laugh at him were all tortured to death by him, no matter what identity or status that person had.

Slowly, everyone felt that there was a killing intent wantonly permeating this one, and the source of that killing intent was the distorted Yi Bai block! I saw him swing his one hand and throw out a black cannon from his sleeve. The cannon didn't emit any fire, but it let out a terrible ghostly roar.

"Oh no, it's the Sen Prison Order! Everyone be careful!" An Nanfeng's face changed greatly, and he looked like he was facing a great enemy.

Sure enough, as soon as this howling sound came out, within three breaths, dozens of black figures shuttled in, all around the Yi Bo block.

I saw Yi Bai's lips slightly raised, and his voice was obviously as weak as a mosquito and fly, and it was inaudible, but the killers around him were ordered one by one, and surrounded Ouyang Jianxing in a strange formation.

"Tianyi Thirty-three 'One Seam Array'..."Ouyang secretly guessed to himself, in the past few years, the name of Tianyi's Seam Array has gradually risen among the killers, but the entity Ouyang Jianxing is also the first time to see it.

"Even if you are a sword saint and kill my little Fang Fang, you will bury him with him!" Yi Bai shouted viciously, like a ghost from the underworld. To be honest, every one of his words is very funny, but now, no one can laugh. Because everyone present can see that this person is really not a joke person.

Seeing that his subordinate capital was in place, Yi Bo raised his lips again, and commanded in a voice peculiar to the Heavenly Clothes Organization.

I saw that the thirty-two people who were originally motionless suddenly struck, and the thirty-two sharp swords stabbed in thirty-two different directions. What was puzzling was that most of them didn't seem to be targeting Ouyang Jianxing at all, and they actually stabbed into the air one after another. At first glance, others really thought they were blind. However, after a long time, the people present found that some cracks slowly appeared on the flowing white robe of the Sword Saint.

And the strangest thing is that the ones who caused these cracks were not those who directly attacked Ouyang Jianxing, but those who kept stabbing into the blank space!

At this point, only those with discerning eyes finally began to feel its horror! And among them, the one who felt it the most was Ouyang Jianxing himself.

From the very beginning, he discovered the terrible thing about this 'slit array', it almost blocked all his course of action, and every round of attacks, he could only find a subtle exit, and if he couldn't get out, he would be hit more or less. If it weren't for the strong sword qi body protection, I'm afraid that Jian Lao would not just be injured by his clothes.

"Hehe, that's interesting......"

Everyone in the audience was engrossed, and since they heard the word 'Sword Master', everyone's eyes were locked on the old man in white. Just when these people were looking extremely nervous, Ouyang Jianxing himself suddenly laughed.

This kind of smile is not a kind smile when playing with Yu Zizhou, nor is it a gratifying smile when watching the prosperity of the Chamber of Commerce, but a confident smile, a smile that is full of enthusiasm.

The Sword Saint asked himself, this kind of smile probably hasn't appeared on his face for decades, right? The talisman sword qi suddenly entered his body, and suddenly, blood lines rose everywhere!

Everyone looked at the scene in disbelief, the Sword Saint was stabbed, and the legend says, the symbol of the supreme strength of the martial arts was defeated?!

However, before everyone could react, the next scene had already staged. And this scene, I believe it will remain deeply in the minds of everyone present, even if they are old, they will never forget-

"At that time, that Sword Saint senior was stabbed by the six killers of the Tianyi Organization at the same time, and blood splattered from the air like a scattered flower of the Heavenly Maiden. We all thought that a generation of Juggernauts had finally been defeated. But we were wrong, and we were very wrong! Twenty-six people, twenty-six people! They were killed by a sword at the same time!"

This is the story that year in the Qin army, an insignificant soldier told his grandson after he grew old.

"Wow, that's amazing. What's the name of that Sword Saint senior?" The little baby heard this, clapping her hands excitedly, and her little face was full of admiration and yearning.

The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly spit out eight words-

Oriental Sword Saint, Ouyang Sword Star.