Pei Nanwei sneered a few times, the straw bag prince wants to learn from the immortals above the nine heavens?

Don't be ashamed!

Shu Xi was slightly distracted, and subconsciously closed her eyes, after seeing this sword that did not belong to the world in Emperor Wu City, she was really a little afraid. A sword is out, there is no heaven and no earth, and all directions are filled with endless killing intent, as if entering the hell of Ah Nose and falling into the dark yellow spring, just in an instant, it will make people die thousands of times.

A chilling killing intent burst out from the blade.

The next moment blood was spilled.

The two knots fell to the ground, mixed with the dirt, and rolled twice.

He's dead?

The wooden box in Princess Jing'an's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the whole person rolled in her abdomen.

Especially the part of the intestine that is still squirming.

Shu smiled disdainfully, this is the princess who is high?

Pei Nanwei squatted and retched, her shoulders kept shaking, in the high-walled courtyard Zhong Ming Ding Food House, how could she have ever seen such a scene?

The fat pig screamed and fell off the horse, and more than 300 catties of meat smashed on the ground with a muffled sound.

This gave him the invincible palace to worship and died?

How long has it been?

Seeing that the Guangling army was lying in a pool of blood in front of him, the fat pig suddenly had a thought: Run!

What's the point of having some gas?

When he returns to the palace, he will bring dozens of worshippers and hundreds of iron horsemen, and then kill him and skin this knife!

As soon as Jing Zhou pointed at Pei Nanwei's back, Princess Jing'an only felt a cool feeling suddenly came, and the uncomfortable breath and pungent fishy smell dissipated.

Pei Nanwei looked at the back in front of him, and smiled, with a complicated expression, so that people couldn't tell whether it was self-deprecation or other meaning.

The first time I heard about the reputation of this purple-clothed son, it was in Jing'an Palace.

The water dragon drowned the yellow dragon, how many Qingzhou sailors died?

Is this day going to change?

Hearing that Zhao Heng's son also died and the Huanglong battleship was flooded, although her nominal son escaped with his life, he did not survive long before returning to the west.

After the death of the prince of Jing'an, the sky in Qingzhou has changed!

At this time, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground, both human and horse, all of them were cut in two.

The dazzling blood stained a patch of red, shocking.

Ning Emei's hand itched, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World stabbed one after another, the knife will kill, this is the Beiliang man!

The truth is as big as the knife in the Beiliang Iron Rider's hand!

Jing Zhou took a sip of wine and said: "The shape of this sword is not similar, the angle of the knife is very lame, and it will be used again in the future, so it must not make people laugh and lose their teeth?" But God has learned a point or two, so-so. ”

Jiudoumi Lao Dao smiled bitterly a few times, except for a few people in the world, who dares to laugh at the sword skills of His Royal Highness the Prince?

A touch of clear light slashes King Kong, in his opinion, His Royal Highness's sword technique is more than just entering the house!

Especially the last knife with awe-inspiring killing intent, even if he looked at it, he was afraid in his heart, and he could comment on this knife technique as so-so, and he was the person in front of him who could break his wrist with Wang Xianzhi.

In an instant, dozens of light horsemen accompanying the prince of Guangling fell in a pool of blood.

Xu Fengnian took three steps and two steps, and dragged down the fat pig who had scrapped his strength to climb onto the horse, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yan, you want to rob me of a woman?" It's fat! ”

The frightened Guangling Shizi hurriedly shook his head: "Don't rob it, don't rob it." ”

The people who had been watching from the sidelines scattered in all directions.

If you look at it twice, who can guarantee that your little life will be saved until tomorrow?

Seeing the fat pig Shizi with a handful of snot and tears, a trace of happiness flashed on the face of Shu Sha, who was standing aside. Guangling woman, how many people don't hate the dead fat man in front of them? If it weren't for the fact that the fat man who should have gone to hell and suffered a thousand cuts a long time ago had a father surnamed Zhao, Shu Xi would have wanted to use a sword to poke a few big holes in this fat man's body!

Xu Fengnian patted Zhao Yan's face with the back of the knife, and said, "I heard that you, a dead fat man, in addition to always thinking about Xu Fengnian's maid in Wutong Garden, also want to be a toad, and you will never forget the two county lords of Beiliang?" Just because you have a father like a fat pig? Don't look at you like a pig according to the urine, a dog in Beiliang can't look down on you, and the sows dislike you! ”

Ning Emei couldn't help laughing, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World's mouth was still like that.

Shu Xi and Pei Nanwei looked at each other coldly.

Wei Shuyang, the gray-clothed old man, had a slightly solemn expression, and when he saw the purple-robed sword immortal beside him looking southeast, he couldn't help but ask, "Dare to ask Gongzi, but what's wrong?" ”

Jing Zhou said: "There are many people coming. ”

Zhao Yan, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be a grandson, had a bright eye, he was the back of Dayanji!

Wait for this elite pro-guard army to kill, the man chops up and feeds the dog, the woman captures the palace, and let the woman of the turtle grandson kneel on the ground if it is moist enough.

Xu Fengnian looked at Jing Zhou, frowned and asked, "A lot?" ”

Jing Zhou spit out two words: "Three thousand." ”

I was fortunate to see Princess Jing'an, who had been riding in a line outside Xiangfan City, crushing everything like a wave, with a miserable face, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the purple shadow in front of her, and her heart was a little more stable.

Even Shu Xi, who had killed many people for Bei Liang, was trembling when he heard this number.

Not to mention three thousand, even if it is three hundred iron horses, they can crush her once.

It is true that the sergeant and the single horse of the army are not regarded by the people in the rivers and lakes, but if there is a general in charge, dozens of horses can be condensed into an army according to the army formation, and it is easy to slaughter the people in the rivers and lakes. The Fengzi camp faced the Fu General Hongjia, and Ning Emei, a rough person who she thought had no brains, could cut off the Fu Jiang's red armor, but she, Yang Qingfeng, and Lu Qiantang were helpless against the water armor.

Even if the new sword god next to him has a high level of kung fu, he can make the river go against the current with one sword, but thousands of lives can fill it, even if it is the sword emperor, his qi will be exhausted, don't he also return to the west?

"The Sword Comes"

Moreover, the iron cavalry charged, like a rushing waterfall, did not stop for a moment at all, even if it was a land immortal, as long as it was entangled, the breath of the body would have to be exhausted.

"Can you beat it?" Xu Fengnian asked uncertainly.

The Sword Emperor of Xishu single-handedly fought to the death of thousands of horses, which is already a legend in the rivers and lakes.

In the face of thousands of iron horses, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has no bottom in his heart, if it is a mountain ghost, it will naturally be fine, but if he can't beat it, he can still fight, and it is more difficult to protect his line than to kill a thousand horses.

His Royal Highness the Prince glanced coldly at Princess Jing'an, who didn't know a little bit of kung fu, and this glance made Pei Nanwei's heart fall into the ice cave.

She had no doubt that if she really got to the point of escaping, this ruthless Beiliang prince would leave her behind.

Pei Nanwei smiled sadly, it was really a princely widow who was thinner than paper.

Jing Zhou looked ahead and said, "There are three thousand in front, and there are thousands in the back." ”

Xu Fengnian asked, "The wind is tight?" ”

Taking one's life to play prestige is obviously not the style of the prince of Beiliang, it is not a situation of death, desperate and unretreating, not stupid, stupid!

Stay in the green mountains, are you afraid that there will be no firewood?

Zhao Yan was overjoyed.

Thousands of back soldiers, even immortals can kill them once!

The prince of Guangling was still fantasizing about how to punish these untouchables who dared to make a fool of himself, and suddenly a heart-rending pain came.

Xu Fengnian cut off two taels of meat from the belly of this fat pig prince with a knife, and said with a smile: "Zhao Yan, this son is your most admired Beiliang son, are you surprised?" ”

Zhao fat's feces and urine were all down, and the ghost cried wolf.

Xu Fengnian held down the struggling fat man with one hand and said, "Cut a few catties of meat from this fat pig, let's withdraw." ”

Jing Zhou played with the taste: "After thousands of troops, there are more than a dozen offerings to accompany you, Zhao Yi's old boy is the king of the eight eating scales, and he is determined to kill you." I'm afraid that as soon as you enter the realm of Guangling, you will be targeted. Just kill you, the anti-flag man of Beiliang, what if Xu Xiao lives for another twenty years? Without children and grandchildren, the Xu family's 300,000 iron horsemen will fall apart sooner or later. ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiudoumi Lao Dao and Ning Emei were all moved.

How dare this King of Guangling really kill the prince of Beiliang?

Even in Qingzhou, King Jing'an was only assassinated.

Mobilizing the army to kill the prince of the vassal in an open and honest manner is difficult to justify, even if King Jing'an is the younger brother of the compatriot on the dragon chair, he will inevitably bear the big charge.

A trace of violence flashed on the distorted face of Zhao Yan, the son of the fat pig.

What about Xu Fengnian?

Just waiting for the Guangling army to kill, he Zhao Ji wants to cut off the flesh on the body of this Beiliang prince one by one!

Ning Emei knelt on the ground with a "plop" sound, crossed his left arm on his chest, solemnly performed a Beiliang military salute, and said in a deep voice: "After Ning Emei and the Fengzi camp are broken, I am willing to ask the son to take the prince to go first!" ”

The resolute voice of the man with the halberd made Pei Nanwei's expression extremely complicated, remembering the carefree when he was young, remembering the scenery of the palace when he first entered the palace, remembering the cold face of the princess back then, and thinking of the absurd farce outside Xiangfan City, and his face gradually became like a snow-white reed in autumn.

She is a princess, has she really been a princess for a day? 、

None of their lives are their own.

Facing Zhao Heng, the king of Jing'an, who was cheap, and Zhao Xun, her stepson who watched her stepson, she lived cautiously and did not dare to exceed the rules in the slightest, so as not to attract Zhao Heng's suspicion and thunderous anger.

Zhao Heng insulted her lightly, slapped her at the worst, and finally simply sent her to the prince of Beiliang, who was greedy for money and lustful, and her name spread all over the world.

Originally, she still had a trace of illusions about Zhao Heng, and the whole Qingzhou knew that Zhao Heng's favorite person was her, and every time she discussed with someone, she would take her with her.

Where there is any deep meaning, it is just a big drama.

Her life is like duckweed on water.

Xu Fengnian frowned and said nothing, and there was something in his mind about this vassal king who could lie on the same bed as the one on the dragon chair. Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, has an ugly appearance, a bloated and dark body, and Chu Lushan in the north and south are known as the two fats in the north and south, they are all jackals that are famous all over the world, and they are murderous like hemp, and they are the most lustful.

This fat pig did not hesitate to bear the monstrous anger of Bei Liang, and he also wanted to kill him Xu Fengnian, Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, and the man on the dragon chair are really brothers!

Jing Zhou glanced at Ning Emei, who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile: "Back then, Xu Xiao stepped on the rivers and lakes and crushed dozens of martial arts sects in the north and south of the river. ”

"Really?"

"When the Son of Heaven is angry, he can ambush millions of corpses, and when the martial artist is angry, he can only splash three feet of blood? The martial artists of the rivers and lakes are in the realm of transformation, although they can't kill millions with one sword, and kill thousands of horsemen, but in a snap of their fingers! ”

Jiudoumi Lao Dao was in a trance when he heard it.

When he entered the rivers and lakes at a young age, wasn't it such a thousand heroes in his belly?

Walking with a sword, the world is free, so happy!

Even if there is a mountain in front of you?

I'll slash it with my sword!

Xu Fengnian lifted the knife, and in the blink of an eye, he cut off the two taels of meat of the fat pig prince, and laughed: "Then kill his mother first!" In this case, let's make a fuss in this Guangling and see if Zhao Yi, the head snake, can suppress you, the dragon who crosses the river! ”

Ning Emei was stunned for a moment, got up from the ground, held the halberd tightly, and the blood in his body was surging.

Since the prince is unwilling to retreat, then simply let go and kill once!

Zhao's crotch was soaked.

These people are crazy, all crazy!

As soon as you are a martial artist, you want to fight against thousands of troops?

Xu Fengnian slashed the fat pig again, and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt?" ”

Zhao Yan foamed at the mouth and fainted.

Shu Shi, who was extremely disgusted with the fat pig prince, raised his head and asked, "Shizi, is the prince of Guangling to kill or stay?" ”

The sheep pretended to be 300 pounds of meat that had fainted on the ground, and his heart trembled.

Xu Fengnian said loudly: "The eldest husband was born in the world, when he lifted a three-foot knife, cut out the injustice in his heart, and cut out a starry plain!" ”

"Guangling Shizi, what a big reputation, Zhao Yi dares to kill this son, how can this son not dare to kill your son!"

Jing Zhou laughed and said, "This sounds so pleasant. Killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is a hero, since he has practiced the knife, he has to kill even more, so as to live up to the courage of these hundred soldiers! If you don't dare to kill people in the future, don't practice knives at all, and go back to Beiliang to be your rouge son! ”

The fat pig no longer cared about pretending to be dead, and he didn't know where the strength came from, so he rolled over and got up from the ground, and fled forward.

Crazy, all crazy!

Who is he?

He Zhao Fat is the most precious son in the world!

Kill him, even if Xu Xiao doesn't die, he will have to peel off his skin!

Beiliang will also suffer endless revenge from Guangling!

"Dead fatty, you can run quite fast, how fast can you be faster than this world's knife?" Xu Fengnian drew the knife and put it away, and it was done in one go.

The blade slashed, and the blood was three feet cheap!

A big head flew up and landed on the ground, and the two eyes were full of unwillingness.

It was clear that he saw a black stream surging from the ground, it was the black-armored back-up army.

The old Wei Shuyang and Ning Emei, one left and one right, protected Xu Fengnian on both sides.

The billowing smoke and dust rushed from afar, and the momentum was so great that it was not inferior to the tide of the Guangling River.

Xu Fengnian's eyes narrowed into a line and asked, "You are in front of me?" ”

Jing Zhou said very shamelessly: "Your lame knife technique, you can't even hold half a cup of tea when you get involved." ”

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World danced a sword flower, and said unconvinced: "The old sword god passed on my two-sleeved green snake is still useless." ”

Jing Zhou laughed twice, and his body soared up: "Today, I will help thousands of martial artists in the world to correct their names, above the celestial phenomena, slaughtering thousands of horsemen is just idle, the Wu family sword mound, the nine kendo masters, are far from the celestial phenomena!" ”

"If Wufu is angry, how many people can he kill?"