The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow is new, no matter how long or short, it is heavy, thick and thin, and it is not yet in hand. Without going through all kinds of tempering, how can you be like an arm?

Zhao Changhe didn't seem to know the dragon bird's warning, and he didn't stop, galloping all the way.

A sword aura suddenly struck from the right side.

Zhao Changhe's figure suddenly became short, hiding in the stirrups, and the assassin had already swept past his horse.

A broadsword silently rose upward.

The snow-stepping black horse flew far under the moon, and only then did it "bang" behind him, and two corpses fell.

Who said that such a broadsword can only be swept wildly?

I hope that when I arrive at Sword Lake, the horse is like a leg and a foot, and the knife is like an arm.

Half a month later.

Zhao Changhe sat by the stream drinking water and feeding the horses, looking down at his own reflection in the stream.

The beard has been slagmed again, and the samurai suit sent by the Cui family has already had several holes, and Wuya's black and shiny hair is also dirty and gray.

After being shaken by himself, the fighting in the past half a month has not been very frequent, and it seems that it is far less intense and hard than when escorting Cui Yuanyang.

But this time the road is long, the total number of battles is much more than that time, and this time I am afraid of revealing my whereabouts, it is no longer the mode of the last breakthrough guerrilla, and when I encounter the enemy, I will kill all of them, and from time to time I have to be outnumbered and try not to let people go, which is really difficult.

This world is really stupid, and it is said at every turn that "thousands of miles apart" and "thousands of miles away", there is no standard number. In fact, under the careful calculation, it will not be more than 500 miles to send Cui Yuanyang home at most, and it will be at least more than 2,000 miles to Jianhu here, and it is almost from Hebei to Jiangbei, plus the detour, it is even more ridiculously far.

Fortunately, there is plenty of time, otherwise it would be a shame to be late for this reason.

When you see Han Wuxi, the first thing you must say must be: Who the hell told you that two thousand miles is also called a thousand miles?

This time...... Oh, running around for two thousand miles, going through the wind and rain all the way, chasing and intercepting against the encirclement, just to fulfill the agreement of a Dong competition, I don't know what outsiders think in their eyes, will they think this is stupid, but Zhao Changhe is very comfortable in his heart.

Lifting the wine jug and sitting by the stream and drinking wine, I unconsciously thought of Yue Hongling in my heart, maybe she was the only one who would say "it should be like this", but Chi Chi and Yang Yang are really not necessarily.

There is one who is even happier is the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

was originally dealt with by Cui Wenxuan, the murderous aura of the dragon bird did not overflow, and the blade was no longer bright and sharp, a little rusty, and it looked very ugly. As a result, these days of fighting, the dragon sparrow drank blood, the rust began to be dark red, the color of the knife was sinuous and the blade was condensed into a dark pattern that resembled the wings of the vermilion bird, and the low-key feeling of rust became "ancient vicissitudes", anyway, I couldn't allow myself to become difficult to see.

Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, but he didn't plan to cover it up anymore.

Artifacts have spirits, and although they are not life, they should be respected.

These days, I have become more and more friendly with the dragon sparrow, and the control of the knife itself has become more and more familiar and light.

Everyone thought that such a heavy broadsword must be dull, and even had to be wielded with both hands, just like in a dream......

Zhao Changhe held the knife in one hand and wiped it on his chin at will, and his eyes widened in horror.

A few tufts of beard fell off, and his chin was shaved clean, showing his control in seconds.

"The sharpening of the knife has been completed, and the sword lake is in sight." Zhao Changhe patted Wu Xiao's head: "The closer I get, the more likely others are to block me, are you afraid?" ”

The black man's nostrils snorted, and his eyes were disdainful.

"Hah!" Zhao Changhe turned over and got on his horse: "Go, the last journey!"

On the shores of Gujian Lake.

The tip of the sword was broken, Han Wuxian covered the wound on his shoulder, and retreated slightly with the broken sword.

Surrounded by countless enemies, his eyes were still unwavering.

"People say the name is the opposite...... Han Wuxi, I think you are indeed sick. Someone asked him incredulously: "How romantic is it to sacrifice blood to old friends, kill all enemies, and sprinkle them away?" We saw the Troubled Times, tried to come over and read it, and didn't expect you to be here, what was the result? Why don't you stay here? What are you doing here? ”

Someone else laughed and said, "He probably thought that if he killed the enemy of the Sword House, there would be no enemy." ”

"The new Hidden Dragon Sixty-Six, is it stupid to this extent? Hahaha......" Everyone was laughing: "How many bounties you received in black and white, and you killed so many people, you really think you have no enemies!"

Han Wuxi finally spoke: "I'm waiting for someone." ”

"Wait for us, hahaha."

"It's just that I killed some insects, and I didn't expect that the Book of Troubled Times would even have to record this little thing...... attracted others, but I didn't expect it in advance. Han Wuxian said slowly: "But that is Han's own miscalculation, and it has nothing to do with the person I made an appointment." Since I have made an appointment with him, I will have to wait. ”

Everyone's laughter slowly disappeared, and everyone was incredible: "It's just because you made an appointment?" In this wait? ”

"Not bad."

"Even if you die here?"

"Then die here."

"What if the person you asked didn't show up at all? Don't regret it? ”

"That's his disbelief, not me. What to regret? ”

People's eyes have changed a little, some people disdain, some people appreciate it.

But whether it is disdain or appreciation, the enemy is the enemy, and he will not stay because of this appreciation.

The atmosphere is once again solemn.

Less than ten miles away, on a trail that must pass through Gujian Lake, several people sat on the edge of the bamboo forest and chatted and farted.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they all drew their long knives and stood up.

Where the smoke and dust started, Zhao Changhe's clothes were ragged, and his body was covered with freshly stained bloodstains, and he rode his horse.

Seeing the people blocking in front of him, Zhao Changhe was very stunned for a moment and looked at it.

The person in front sighed: "You really came here." ”

"Hmm."

"Why are you here?"

"Make an appointment with someone."

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and the other party scolded: "Are you a fool? Really for this point, how many life and death battles have you fought along the way, look at the blood on your body, you haven't breathed, do you really think that you are a god who has passed the test? ”

Zhao Changhe silently dismounted and patted the black horse, which was very spiritually suffocated into the bamboo forest.

Zhao Changhe stood still with his knife on his back and sighed: "You should know about me." ”

"Know? I know a fart, I said you're smart, but what happened? What's the use of spreading a little smoke, if you block it in Gujian Lake, it won't block you, just like when you sent Cui Yuanyang! If you don't come, it's over, don't you understand!"

Zhao Changhe: "Because Sect Leader Xue's identity will not be stupid and wait for the rabbit everywhere for more than half a month, if you will do this, you will definitely have no status, I can handle it." ”

The person twitched the corner of his mouth: "You scold again?" ”

Zhao Changhe continued to sigh: "It's just that I really don't want to bump into you on this occasion." ”

"Yo he, I also use honorifics."

"I don't want to fight with you, won't you hide and retire!"

Sun Hengchuan:

The Blood God Sect members on the side also had a little cold sweat on their foreheads.

Zhao Changhe's eyes wandered around the several sect members opposite, and said strangely: "Why are you leading the team this time?" ”

Sun Hengchuan said: "It was my boss Ding Protector who led the team, but as soon as I arrived, I was called by Xia Shengnu to do chores, so I will lead the team here." ”

"Oh, you really can't beat me...... If you're leading the team, I really don't want to fight, let's discuss, let's let? ”

Sun Hengchuan simply laughed angrily: "How can I not know how many catties and taels you have?" You want to beat me too, and you just laugh ......"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes bulged.

Zhao Changhe held a four-foot broadsword in one hand and pointed horizontally to the right.

One person, one knife, the entire road is blocked tightly.

With the undried blood on his body, the momentum is as straight as a dragon and tiger, and it is breathtaking just by looking at it.

Sun Hengchuan is stupid, are you a knife or a door panel? Can this knife be used with one hand?

"I'm quadruple, not the triple reported by the Troubled Times Book a while ago. My knife is also different from what you think, the form has changed, and the knife path is not the same thing. Zhao Changhe said slowly: "Teaching, it is said that you are also fourfold, not that I boast, so far, none of the opponents in the same realm have walked through the triad under my knife, I suggest you don't try." ”

Sun Hengchuan:

Finally, a Blood God cultist next to him became impatient: "Just your exhaustion that hasn't even come over to catch your breath, you've long run out of ammunition and food and are still pretending to be here, just grab it!"

With the words, a knife slashed obliquely, and cracked at Zhao Changhe's left shoulder.

Zhao Changhe watched him rush over coldly, and only at the moment when the knife was about to come to his body, did he suddenly move.

The sectist's wrist was suddenly clenched tightly, as if he had sent it to grab him. The next moment, the dragon sparrow roared, just stopping on his neck, sticking to the flesh and not moving.

The Blood God Sect was silent.

This power, this speed, this control.

There's nothing wrong with the mold or the Blood God Sword Technique, but it seems that it's almost unrecognizable.

Sun Hengchuan's eyes became very complicated, even if he saw the troubled books many times, even if he heard the outrageous rumors of the rivers and lakes, in his heart, this was always a young man who taught by himself, how could it be so exaggerated as others said...... Deep down, he still thought that he could capture this young man alive, and then go back to intercede and let the sect leader let him go......

To this day, he is still in the impression of his heart?

Zhao Changhe is actually a new star in the rivers and lakes who has experienced a hundred battles, the head is like rain under the long knife, the hidden dragon list has never been a waste of fame, in the same level, can do what others can't do, that is the hidden dragon......

Sun Hengchuan has a feeling that the child has beaten his father when he grows up, but he feels very face-saving, and this mood is extremely complicated.

Zhao Changhe let go of the knife and pushed the sect member back: "The Blood God Sect has no enmity with me, but has the grace to take it in, the so-called grievances between me and the Blood God Sect are nothing more than Fang Yiping, even if the sect is not here, I am not willing to kill other Blood God Sect members, Zhao Changhe said this, I hope you will convey the Xue Sect Master." Say goodbye. ”

The voice was faint, and the man had already risen above everyone's heads. The black horse slashed out of the bamboo forest, Zhao Changhe turned over and fell, just sitting on the back of the horse, and in the blink of an eye, the people and horses were far away, leaving dust and smoke.

On the shore of Sword Lake, Han Wu's broken sword was already full of blood.

People were wounded, his sword broke, and he was outnumbered, and he still killed many people under his sword, and the besieging enemies were a little frightened, but they knew that such a person must not be allowed to escape.

His sword was so fast that almost no one was his opponent when he fought alone.

If he doesn't take advantage of this moment to kill him with exhaustion, it will be a nightmare for everyone in the future.

"Bell!" A heavy knife struck, Han Wuxian was exhausted, and he couldn't move away, so he had to block it again with a horizontal sword.

The long sword, which had broken the tip of the sword, broke again, and only the length of a dagger was left in his hand......

"Han Wuxi, you are indeed strong...... But that's the end of it, let's wait for the person you made an appointment under Jiuquan. The swordsman sneered, and slashed again.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the horses neighed like dragons.

The swordsman was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and a big man jumped on his horse with a horizontal sword, rushing into battle.

At the beginning of the broadsword in his hand, the sword of the roadblocker flew with a broken head, his armor was flat, and blood gushed out. The swordsman subconsciously glanced at his heavy knife, and suddenly felt that this is still a knife?

The besiegers were already in a mess: "Who is coming!" What a mess!"

"Lao Tzu's wind, frost, snow and rain, thousands of miles to break through, just for an agreement. Damn, people were cut down by you when they got here, and Lao Tzu did it for nothing this month? Get out of here!"

Han Wuxi, who was covered in blood and holding a broken sword, looked at Zhao Changhe, who was also bloody, and the dead face that he had been holding suddenly smiled.

Zhao Changhe looked back, and the first sentence must be said: "Who the hell told you that two thousand miles is also called a thousand miles?" ”

Han Wuxi pointed at him and smiled bitterly: "You said it yourself just now!"

Zhao Changhe: "Grass!"

In the treetops in the distance, Xia Chichi's clothes fluttered, standing quietly, and smiling slightly: "Two fools." ”