Liu Jingxun glanced at the three female cultivators who were standing quietly, looked up at the canopy above, and then turned his head and asked, "Veteran? It's not like it's the first time I've killed someone."

Cao Wei grinned, "It's the first time."

Liu Jingxun said with a smile: "The first time I killed someone, my hands trembled."

The first time he killed was in the territory of present-day Annam.

The three people in front of them were all unable to move at this time. It's just a mountain and a river, and I don't know which mountain or river is imagining.

In the distance, there were about 800 horsemen, all armed with large lances, crossbows, and large bows on horseback.

is such a heavy horse, and it can be regarded as an elite soldier in Jingyang.

Liu Jingxun got up slowly and said softly, "If these three people want to kill, they will use the knife, and if they don't kill, they will wait." The three over there, do you want to go to your house and do it?"

Cao Wei shook his head and said softly, "I haven't seen it, but I heard that my second uncle has some disciples."

Liu Jingxun nodded, and the next moment there was a sword light falling straight from the sea of clouds, like a meteor, with a dazzling blue light, and two breaths fell on the side of the fire.

Liu Jingxun specially advised: "If I don't let you move, don't move." By the way, the purse embroidered with mandarin ducks is for me."

Throwing off the wine gourd and hanging it on the hilt of the canoe, Liu Jingxun twisted his neck, clenched his fist lightly and smashed the purse in his hand, and immediately there was a muffled thunder.

Cao Wei narrowed his eyes, afraid for a while. It's a shame that I didn't open it with curiosity, otherwise I'm afraid I would have become a pile of minced meat.

Liu Jingxun shook his hand, looked at the three True Realm female cultivators with a smile, and said, "I haven't seen you commit murder, so it's not good to kill you directly, otherwise you should go, lest you die."

The three women glanced at each other, raised their hands and wiped their faces in unison, and when their arms fell, the three of them were already holding a human face each, and the three faces under the masks were almost identical.

Okay, triplets?

One of them spoke, "A person in the martial arts, carrying a fairy sword on his back, is a novelty."

Liu Jingxun's eyes widened, wouldn't it? You don't know who I am.

A green vine suddenly drilled out of the ground, and Liu Jingxun raised his hand to be a thunder flame, and before the rattan could be stretched out, it had already been burned to the ground.

As a result, when he turned his head again, the three figures had disappeared.

Liu Jingxun smiled indifferently, tilted his head, raised his hand to pick up an aura arrow, stretched out the back of his head with his other hand, and grabbed a scimitar with his fingers, and then stomped his foot towards the ground, and three muffled snorts came at the same time.

Then, on his toes, he flew into the air, levitating a hundred feet in the air.

I looked down, but there was still no one in sight.

After all, he is a true realm cultivator, and now that he has no divine sense comparable to refining void, it is really difficult to find someone.

After a week of inspection, Liu Jingxuan squinted slightly, raised his hand and smashed it out, and in front of him it was like the glass was broken, first full of cracks, and then the glass fragments fell, shining brightly.

The invisible wall smashed a hole in Liu Jingxun's fist, and through the hole, he could see a young woman smiling.

The transparent wall that had just been smashed was like a stream of water gathering at this time, quickly filling up the big hole.

Liu Jingxun secretly said interestingly, and no longer suppressed the qi on his body, the martial arts qi was mixed with his own chaotic true intent, although the real body stood still, there were seventy-two phantoms that pounced in six directions, and punched one after another. Heaven, earth, southeast, northwest, Liuhe glass are all broken. This time, however, no young woman appeared.

This formation is good and can be learned.

Liu Jingxun slowly rolled up his sleeves, and his body once again erupted with a sword-like fist, and this boxy "box" would not be broken on the spot.

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "You want to try to restore it for me again?"

Cao Wei held a firewood knife in his hand, standing on the edge of the fire, he looked up for a long time and couldn't see one, two, three. When I died, I could hear the sound of something breaking in the air.

Since I can't see it, I simply don't look at it.

The young man poked his knife into the fire and turned his head to look at the heavy cavalry who were waiting for him.

Even if the mountains and forests are not suitable for rushing and killing

, Liu Jingxun is not here at this time, why don't they come?

Ah Da opened his mouth and said, "When did the prince find out?"

Cao Xuan turned his head, took a wooden stick, and kept throwing the charcoal fire onto the firewood knife.

"Very early, on the night that King Cheng's Mansion was destroyed, I escaped, and I met you immediately, as if you were waiting for me, can I not doubt it?"

Ah Da said in a deep voice, "Can't it be King Cheng's layout?"

The young man shook his head, "My father is a kind man, he is not as ruthless as me, if he had planned in advance, King Cheng's Mansion would not have been destroyed."

Ah Da still didn't give up, and he asked again, "But we took you all the way to kill, and escaped from Jinping to Yinping, and we have always been loyal!" Where did you see that?"

The young man turned the knife over and said indifferently, "Why do you need to get to the bottom of it? I'm not a monk or a Taoist, so what do I care about so much?"

As he spoke, he was already carrying a firewood knife that was burned red, walked in front of Ah Da, raised the knife, and dropped the knife.

After another head was cut off, the young man returned with a wood knife and continued to burn the knife in the fire.

How can I explain it to you? Who explained to me how my father died?

He looked up at the canopy, and still couldn't see anything, but he just didn't want to run.

What's there to run? Isn't it good to be a charlatan? Pleasure and revenge.

At this moment, Liu Jingxuan didn't see the glass house again, but he was still framed in the formation, and he couldn't find where the three of them really were.

If you can't find it, you won't look for it, he pointed and waved it forward, using his fist to make a sword qi, and wantonly cut this big array, and it was only half a moment, and there was nothing to cut.

Those who practice martial arts, the disadvantage is this, when you meet a qi refiner who hides his head and tail, he can't beat it! If you can find it, punch one at a time, don't be too simple.

Can't find it? I can't use my divine sense, and I can't use my martial true intent? I'd like to see if you can hide hundreds of miles away.

He stomped his foot suddenly, pulled out a fist rack, and his true intent was no longer condensed and protected by his side, but spread out, enveloping a hundred miles in his true intent.

Liu Jingxun smiled slightly, instantly turned thirty miles south, raised his hand and grabbed a handful of black hair in the void.

The word "pity for fragrant and cherished jade" has not been taught by the boxing master.

He pulled one of the women out of the void and twisted it slightly, and the woman's head turned to the side.

As long as you don't take your head off, you won't be able to die for the time being.

In the other two places, the two figures wanted to escape again, but they were slapped with "sword qi" one by one, just one move, but the injury was not light.

Liu Jingxun said indifferently: "The last chance, just leave, I won't kill."

As a result, the woman who was twisted by Liu Jingxun's head raised her hand and twisted her head back, and said with a smile: "Why don't you look at the hand that broke the purse?"

Liu Jingxun was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart that he could still play like this?

When I turned my hand, I didn't know when there was a strange spell mark in my hand, as if it had been carved into the flesh and blood.

And the Spell Master?

He looked up again, and the three nuns were already suspended in mid-air, each on one side. One person kept muttering in his mouth, and the other person kept sealing in his hand, and the formation was completed. Another person raised his arms, and the green vines grew in his hands, and tied up the other two.

From the three people as the boundary, an inverted funnel was formed upwards, and this funnel was made up of three people as the bottom, and green vines grew upwards, almost in a few moments, Liu Jingxun was confined in this "tree house".

Liu Jingxun smiled: "It's a formation again, why don't you have a long memory?"

The three of them spoke in unison, "You can try it!"

Then give it a try.

Raise your fist and smash it at the top, and the whole "treehouse" will shake incessantly. As a result, not long after the fist fell, the three walls each had green vines wrapped around to make a fist, and they all smashed towards Liu Jingxun.

Liu Jingxuan had to dodge the three punches that were exactly the same as the punches he had just made, and finally frowned.

This large array, based on the green vine woman, grows and grows endlessly. Just yourself

Punch and all three walls will return three punches with the same force.

Not only that, Liu Jingxuan raised his right hand and looked at it, the curse mark became darker and darker.

He simply asked, "Every time I throw a punch, this spell mark becomes more and more bone-split?"

A woman smiled like a silver bell and replied, "There is a locked sword array, so naturally there is a locked martial array. You can keep punching until the curse hits your bones, until you're killed by yourself."

Liu Jingxuan glanced at the curse mark again, and had to remember it.

At this time, he was not in a hurry to punch, so Liu Jingxun asked again: "The iron cavalry below is not rushing to kill?" What are you waiting for? Are you going to kill yourself, or will you beat you to death, and then blame Yinping Kingdom?"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Jingxuan suddenly felt that the qi in his body had been sucked away, and he tried his best to dodge it, but a green vine fist still smashed to this side, and the aftermath alone shook him away and slammed into a wall.

When he hit the wall, several small fists smashed into the wall in unison, and Liu Jingxuan had no choice but to turn around again and levitate in midair.

At this time, another woman's voice came: "Even if you don't punch, we will help you punch."

Liu Jingxuan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "Isn't it much more interesting than fighting with Mi Wan."

If I don't punch, these green vines will punch for me, so in that case, then I'll fight myself.

Liu Jingxun grinned, his momentum rose again, and he started to fight against the three of them.

On the edge of the fire below, three heads were neatly arranged in a row, and Cao Xun drew out his red-hot wood knife again and walked towards the cavalry.

The young man shouted from afar, "What is the charm of my second uncle, so that you eight hundred iron horsemen are willing to die here and give me Cao Wei to accompany the funeral?"

The rows of heavy armor were unanswered, except for the sound of heavy breathing of horses.

The young man quickened his pace, was angry, and said in a deep voice: "Jin Ping and Yinping have been at peace with each other for a hundred years, why did he provoke a war? Don't we think there are enough people who have died?"

Three hundred zhang, the fiery red wood knife has slowly become dim.

Five hundred zhang, the firewood knife is only hot.

Cao Ming scolded, "Are you fucking full?"

After saying this, the young man suddenly froze in place, because the iron rider in front of him was taking off his iron helmet.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Wei saw the men who took off their iron helmets, each pulled out their sabers at their waists, slashed their necks at each other, and shouted in unison: "Eat the king's Lu, share your worries with the king."

Cao Wei stared at the front expressionlessly, and soon, there was no one on the horseback.