"Bang dang!"

The slash slashed at the strange man's sword. With a clang, a gap appeared directly on the golden long sword that Changsheng had seen before.

Pei Xiuzhi immediately retreated, and the child in front of him, who was only a few years old, was able to force himself back! Taking a closer look, Pei Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment. This kid has entered the Tao!

When the Dajin Kingdom was destroyed, Pei Xiuzhi was seriously injured by the ancestor's blow. It's just that his life was great, and he was the only one who survived when there were corpses all over the palace that day. It's just that when he woke up, he looked at the corpses all over the ground and tried to find one who was still alive, but he couldn't find it at all. That ancestor, kill everyone directly!

All the people died, and the Otsu Dynasty was destroyed. In the midst of grief and indignation, Pei Xiuzhi actually relied on a depressed qi to directly break through the meridians and enter the Dao. He originally had a good meridian, but he didn't have the intention of cultivating, he just wanted to find His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was said to have been taken away by the ancestor, and then return to the country!

He walked little by little on earth. Everywhere I went, I had to search everywhere for news about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. As a monk, his appearance has not changed for more than 40 years, and his physique is still the same. Thanks to this, he was able to search for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for forty years.

He and all the people who are still alive in the Otsu Dynasty firmly believe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was invincible on the battlefield, will definitely return to Otsu Province one day and lead them back to the glory of Otsu in the past.

It's just that time has passed day by day, a month, a year, ten years, forty years, more than forty years, and they haven't found Taizijin yet. Those who had revered Taizijin at the beginning are now old and even dead. The newly-born can only hear about the past of Taizijin from the mouths of the elders.

Is the hatred of the country and the family hated? Nature is hated, but time seems to dilute everything. The next generation, who has gradually become the main force, does not have too deep feelings for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, they are content with the status quo and do not want to make waves again, so among the only remaining Otsu people, there are frequent contradictions.

But Pei Xiuzhi didn't care, he felt that as long as he could find His Royal Highness the Prince, everything would get better. After all, that's His Royal Highness the Prince.

Over the years, he has lived in no fixed place, looking for one country after another, he has thought that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will suddenly appear in front of him like a god, but he never thought that he would see a His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whose tendons were broken and his hands were powerless. What's more, he saw that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had obviously been repaired.

That's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is like a god in his heart! How can you fall into the dust? How can you be willing to fall? How can you forget everything in the past and start a new life? So what about these people?

No, it must not be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It's just a person who looks a lot like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Boom!"

The Great Qin Army's standard long knife slashed into the opponent's golden sword fiercely at this time. That golden sword was originally a first-class sword of 100 steels in the world, After all, it was a sword belonging to Taizijin, a long sword made with the strength of the whole country, how could it be mortal iron? However, the immortal long knife is already a spiritual weapon after all. Regardless of the texture, the two are no longer something of the same class.

Pei Xiuzhi has studied literature before, but he can also martial arts. Only he is a Wenchen, he has never been on the battlefield, although he has more than forty years of experience, but in front of the three styles of Huangliang that have been practiced by Changsheng, especially in the face of an immortal who is still in a rage, Pei Xiuzhi can barely cope with it at first, but the later he goes, the more he can't parry.

"Bang Bang!"

Three slashes in succession slashed at the opponent's golden sword, and Changsheng fell into a very strange state at this time. Those warm currents in the body are messy and rampage. It's like a breath of gas bursting out in your body, and it's very uncomfortable.

And this unspeakable anger makes her knife technique more and more violent and deadly!

Huangliang three styles, don't listen to the name has some Taoist style, in fact, these first three styles are really violent. Even if the immortal has not yet grown, but at this time, the anger in her chest will not dissipate, and her sword momentum will not dissipate!

"What did you say to him? He's promised me to live well. Don't you know that he is going to kill himself if he has the chance? How many times did he cut his neck and wrist and stab him in the heart?! I just washed off the blood stains for him, and I used I don't know how much water?! ”

"Did you know that he made an appointment with me to compete for the leader of the Hundred Flowers Society? Do you know how nervous he was when he finally grabbed a glimmer of life and wanted to live? You don't know anything! You killed him without knowing anything! ”

These words almost roared out of Changsheng's chest, Pei Xiuzhi could hardly parry Changsheng's violent sword momentum, and his eyelids continued to tremble when he heard what she said, as if it was difficult to bear the information contained in these words.

But the next moment, he rose up and directly blocked the long knife that Changsheng swung out.

"I don't know!"

"All I know! He is not my Highness the Crown Prince! ”

"Our Royal Highness the Crown Prince, wise and martial, whether in the court or in the opposition, is a first-class outstanding talent. How could he be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?! He's not! ”

Changsheng looked at the man's close face, which was full of despair and madness, a kind of sorrow after the hope was shattered, an inexplicable grievance.

She didn't know what this man had gone through to be so angry, but she knew he had done something wrong!

"Did he say he was going to be your prince? Why can't he live his life?! ”

"Just by virtue of me, tens of thousands of people in the Otsu Dynasty died for him!"

This seems to be a sentence that he can't bear anymore, or perhaps, this is the truest thought in his heart. Anyway, the moment this sentence came out, Pei Xiuzhi was stunned.

Because of this stunned, Immortal's hatred directly knocked the golden sword in his hand out!

Pei Xiuzhi reacted quickly, wiped his hand back, and took another sword out of the sword box. But Changsheng's reaction was faster, and he directly went up, cutting off the belt of Pei Xiuzhi's sword case, and then kicked him in the knee, putting the hatred on his neck when Pei Xiuzhi fell to the ground.

The other party suddenly stiffened and did not move.

The sword box on his shoulder snapped open, and seven long swords fell out of it.

Changsheng looked at the man who was at eye level with her at this time, his eyes slightly reddened. Again, that question was asked.

"What the hell did you say to him?"

Pei Xiuzhi's eyes twitched a few times, because of the hindrance of this movement, he just happened to see Xue Jin, who was lying on the ground with a peaceful and happy expression, as if he was asleep.

He suddenly smiled, and the smile was like bitter water that had been condensed many times, and the bitterness made him almost cry.

"I didn't say anything, I just looked at him."

"Really, just one eye."

(End of chapter)