Nanjia.

With the ronin's death, the guards begin to pick up the pieces.

Without exception, they felt the pressure from the streets.

The moment the fourth-order swordsman drew his sword, the brilliant coercion brought up made them suffocate and powerless, and the sense of oppression at the life level and spiritual level was as if they had been touched by death.

Fear.

Helpless.

In the eyes of the Shengdou Xiaomin, even the third-order Nan clan Hui family master is already a first-class master, and the fourth-order sword master is a big man who has to be enshrined by the shogunate.

Now that he has appeared here, he has become the enemy of the Nan family, which is simply ......

Nan Shiori was very calm, no matter what the battle situation was outside, she immediately began to arrange for the maids to find and take care of the injured and rescue the guards who still had a breath.

After arranging this, she returned to her position in front of the door, but she couldn't even get out of the threshold.

The difference in strength is too huge, and just getting close to it will put your life in danger.

She couldn't help biting her lower lip, feeling her powerlessness deeply.

Who the hell is the man out there and why should he help himself.

The opponent is a sword master of the fourth realm, how dare he make a move?

One question after another, many of which made her have a splitting headache.

At the same time, she had a feeling that this person might have something to do with her sister who had left...... There is no evidence, just intuition.

Listening to Jian Hao's mouth, he was quite jealous of the origin of this strange young man.

Great Xia, a vast country on the other side of the sea, is a source of inferiority complex for the Fuso people, and it is also a deep desire that can be hoped for but not sought.

If it is really the big summer pride that even the sword hero can fight, comparing himself with him, it is really a huge difference between the ugly duckling and the phoenix.

No matter who the other party is, as long as they can survive tonight, the Nan family owes each other a life, and no matter how they repay, it is not too much.

But what can the Nan family give to the other party now?

A wry smile.

Nan Shiori felt that she was a little whimsical, she didn't know what value and meaning she had in existence with this ruined family.

At this time, a voice sounded: "Miss......"

She looked back and saw an old and simple face, this is also the old man of the Nan family, the old woman who was in charge of her sister's etiquette education before, strict and old-fashioned, obedient to the head of the house, and often punished her sister, she didn't like this old woman either, but because the other party was really loyal, it was not good to have a seizure.

"What's the matter?"

"Someone wants to see you." The old woman whispered, "It's inconvenient to tell anyone else about this matter, please come with me." ”

Nan Shiori's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked, "Who is it?" ”

The old daughter replied, "Someone you will definitely want to meet." ”

Nan Shiori subconsciously looked out of the door, and the sword swayed with a fierce echo, could it be......

She immediately decided: "Lead the way." ”

The old woman walked ahead, but soon came to an attic and opened the basement, where the hidden tunnels Minami Shiori had no idea about.

She was typing the manuscript, thinking that if she saw the distinguished guests of Daxia later, she must not lose her manners.

Just as she walked out of the tunnel, the appearance of a person made her completely freeze in place.

The old man who should have died long ago appeared in front of her.

Nan Shihui stood up tremblingly, held Nan Shiori's hand, and said with excitement in his eyes: "Shiori, hurry up and leave here with grandpa!" ”

Under the exciting performance, there is a deep acting skill.

……

"Ahem...... This old thing, it's pretty slippery to fight. ”

Bai Yu walked out of a house and patted the dust and sawdust off his shoulders.

He knew that he didn't have an advantage in the realm, but he didn't expect that he didn't have an advantage in skill either.

Bai Yu's rich combat experience is based on the number of deaths, and the sharpening on the edge of life and death is the most effective, because once he makes a mistake, he is easy to die violently, and the huge cost of trial and error allows him to know what is the best way to win, and he often pursues not a big move, but an unpretentious attack.

Many second-rate people have a problem, thinking that as long as they learn the ultimate, they can sweep the world...... But the ultimate requires a cooldown time, and the powerful explosive power needs to be used in an instant to make sense, and the burst that needs to be charged means that it needs to be cooled, and the ultimate is not so easy to use.

The top masters are all extremely mellow in the field they specialize in, and the moves can be changed freely in their hands, every move can kill, not pursuing any big moves, there is no so-called fancy, or every move and every style is an antelope hanging horn.

It was the first time that Bai Yu had encountered an opponent who was almost on par with him in terms of moves, and he couldn't have the upper hand simply by fighting hard, and he would even be pressed back.

He has the law of guarantee, and ten attacks must be accompanied by a certain hit or a violent kun!

Swallowing a mouthful of blood in his throat, he raised his gun again.

The old sword hero was ruthless and decisive, every knife was aimed at taking people's lives, but he also became more and more frightened the more he fought, this young man was able to be equal to him.

If it weren't for the obvious gap in the realm, he would probably have already had the intention of retreating.

It has been more than thirty rounds since the two sides clashed each other.

Bai Yu's condition is getting better and better, and there is no weakening in momentum.

This is a young man.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and the more you fight, the more prosperous it becomes.

Challenge the strong with the weak, have a solid foundation, and are not afraid of death, this kind of person is destined to be the Tianjiao who wants to start a sect!

Red Leaf Jianhao secretly gritted his teeth: "You are killing yourself, no wonder you are old!" ”

He couldn't drag it on, and the sword intent in his hand suddenly became a little thicker: "Die!" ”

The falling sword light was like cutting out the red leaves floating in the sky, and the infinite energy was pressed on the head, rolling the white elm into a bright red wind, as if countless rotating and winding blades strangled it.

Dingdingding——!

The sword qi and sword intent slammed into all parts of the body's surface, and it was all resisted and defended by the guardian spirits.

But this is not the limit of this sword, the Red Leaf Sword Hao changed his move again, and a touch of red light lit up between the heavens and the earth, and the destructive power that erupted in a short and rapid moment was amazing.

Bai Yu used the tail end of the lionheart gun to support the ground, the first thought was to defend with a horizontal gun, and the second thought was that it must not be blocked, because it could not be stopped!

The cat's guard is strong, but there is also a defense cap that takes time to recover.

I have another stop to catch up, but I can't waste too much armor here.

If you don't block it, then fight back!

An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

The lionheart shook, the lion roared angrily, and the phantom appeared.

Bai Yu once again visualized the macroscopic universe in his heart, and the starry sky that had never existed in this world and had never been widely known spread out in his mind like a picture scroll.

Consciousness rests on a few meteors in it, and with a slight touch, plucks its charm and turns it into its own use.

Dao rhyme is different from skill, different from supernatural power, it is higher than supernatural power, even higher than artistic conception, close to Tao itself.

At the moment when the visualization was completed, the spear in Bai Yu's hand became more comfortable than ever.

The spear is raised, the spear is like a dragon, and the meteor gun is fired!

Spears and red leaf knives are staggered, and the red leaves are scattered all over the sky.

The power of this knife was completely dispersed, and the red leaves turned into a surrounding picture scroll as a foil, and a retrograde meteor in the center cut through the sky, escaping the shackles of bright red, flying hundreds of meters high, before disappearing at the end of sight.

Red Leaf Jianhao stumbled half a step for the first time, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes, what was it just now?

What the is that!

His proud sword move, the red maple killing move with the blessing of the red leaf sword intent, has never been disadvantageous so far, and it was actually broken head-on!

What the hell did you just pass by?

He could even smell the burnt smell on his sleeve.

He was impressed by the impact of the brush, and if he was hit head-on, he would definitely lose half his life.

He also didn't forget that the young man in front of him was a third-order transcendent.

But this is a third-order operation that can be played?

Are the Tianjiao of Great Xia all monsters!

Old Jianhao comforted himself: It's okay, his move will not last long, it must be a killing move with huge consumption, I just need to lure him to make a move......

Just thinking of this, the spear in Bai Yu's hand turned around again.

Another meteor crossed the street.

The tip of the gun was full of scorch marks.

A two-storey residential building covering an area of 80 square meters collapsed in an instant under the accidental injury of a meteor gun, and the interior of the building was dilapidated, and even a raging fire broke out.

Bai Yu pressed the front end of the surging lionheart spear and wiped the non-existent sweat: "It's really difficult to control." ”

This scene is too intuitive, and it also makes Hongye Jianhao completely understand that the other party is not a killing move at all, but a change of moves.

Not only is it not used to it, but its power can be adjusted as you like!

The consumption is not big at all!

Momiji Kenhao's heart, which hadn't been beating faster for many years, began to beat uncontrollably, and he needed to mention his heart rate, which meant that he would lose a small amount of life.

If you use too strong sword intent, you will hurt yourself.

Therefore, Fusang Jianhao often does not live very long.

Their excessive concentration on physical and spiritual training, and the lack of effective means of soul growth, will inevitably lead to imbalances in many aspects.

The stronger the sword intent of Fusang Jianhao, the more it will consume the spirit sharply and eat the soul, even if the body is healthy, but the soul is broken, it will inevitably mean that the strength and realm will decline.

Most swordsmen will stagnate when they reach the fourth order, also because the innate deficiencies in this area are irreparable, and every shot requires a long time of recuperation.

Unless there is a special way to increase the soul power to the extent that it is enough to control the sword intent, you can't shoot at will.

As a veteran swordsman, Momiji really doesn't have much of a chance left, and every time he goes all out, he is one step closer to death.

If he wasn't forced to do it, he really didn't want to fight hard.

The gray-haired old Jianhao pretended to be calm and raised his hand to smooth his messy hair, and after tidying up his appearance, he said in a low voice: "How about it so far?" It's too late to regret it now. ”

Bai Yu stood in place, his eyes full of banter, as if to say-why are you kidding me?

He continued: "You are still young, but you should also understand that life is the most precious thing. ”

Bai Yu raised his hand, and the light rain had stopped at this time.

He brushed his half-wet hair away and said lightly: "I don't lack this thing." ”

Red Leaf Jianhao warned in an old-fashioned manner: "What happened just now was just a small fight, don't force the old man to kill him." ”

Bai Yu nodded: "It's indeed a small fight." ”

He plunged his spear into the ground, and a lifelike lion appeared on the ground.

The light of the stars lit up.

A pattern drawn with a spear.

Youth trampled on Leo.

"Let me teach you a lesson, too."

"Ten years of drinking ice, the blood is not cold!"

"Meaning: cold-blooded old thing, you should blow up the gold coins!"

"Get out of this stage!"

(End of chapter)