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A day ago, the floating fish was closed.

Liang Xuan pushed open the wooden door of the study and walked in.

His study is very simple, because he is not Li Yi and has the habit of reading. The study was just an enclosed space for him, in which the scrolls were nothing more than decorations, nothing more.

Therefore, instead of picking up a book and looking at it quietly, he sat on a solid wooden chair and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Liang Xuan's appearance is not handsome, dark cheeks, slender eyes, a nose bridge that is neither straight nor collapsed, lips that are not thin or thick, and when he closes his eyes and recuperates his mind but his face is expressionless, there is a smell of Jin Ge Iron Horse, which is the taste of a man.

At this time, he didn't know that the Burial Eagle Elite had been killed and injured after a collapse, but he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

Liang Xuan naturally attributed this sense of fear to the person 'Li Yi', and only when he was at the border would Liang Xuan feel what fear was like.

The scolding of eight years ago is still fresh in my mind.

In his early years, Liang Xuan had been awakened by countless nightmares, and it was not until later that he decided to shake Li Yi's position in the six passes of Yizhou and began to plot a qiē, that he felt comfortable.

Is it just a scolding?Why is Liang Xuan so angry?

Liang Xuan once thought about this question, and he felt that it was due to his experience since he was a child.

Liang Xuan, who was born in the deep mountains and forests, is the son of a woodcutter, and if it were not for the "Qi Acceptance Law" spread all over the world thirty years ago, there would be no Liang Xuan today.

With such a humble background, and occasionally gaining the progress of the "Qi Acceptance Method", Liang Xuan's ambition naturally swelled.

Starting from a small soldier in the border army, Liang Xuan became the commander of the army in just three years, and became the person in charge above 10,000 people under one person, this feeling is indescribably wonderful, and he naturally longs to hold greater power.

However, the events of the previous day made it difficult for him to sleep.

Li Yi has never been a person who talks about evidence and reasoning, Liang Xuan understands that the general of the floating fish guard Guan did not fall into his pocket, and Li Yi is the obstruction, and he understands that the initiator of this trouble is also Li Yi.

Then, if Bian Jun'er, who is called Zhang Xiaodao, walks back to Jiyi Pass and tells what he knows, Li Yi will definitely be more unreasonable to purge his forces.

Therefore, the border soldier called Zhang Xiaodao must die!

But obviously, the efficiency of Burial Eagle's recent work seems to be too low, and there has been an accident in the original nine-ten-tenfold thing.

Liang Xuan had to send Zhao Zhigang for this reason, and even if Zhao Zhigang was sent, he still couldn't sleep and still felt fear.

Liang Xuan's body began to tremble slightly, and cold sweat appeared in every pore, he didn't want the border army force he thought of as him to collapse in this edifice, so he had to use some safer means.

So he picked up the pen and ink that he had not been angry for a long time, wrote a letter, and with a soft whistle, a black eagle came into the study.

Tie the secret letter to the black eagle's leg and claw, Liang Xuan said, "Black Wind Cliff." ”

The black eagle hissed and flapped its wings and flew high, Liang Xuan watched the black eagle above the blue sky quickly turn into black spots, and finally felt a trace of solidity in his heart.

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The Black Wind Cliff is located in the middle of the 100,000 mountains, and among the thousands of cliffs, the Black Wind Cliff is not very conspicuous, but it is the most vibrant place.

Between the cliffs, hundreds of people formed their own tribes, and in addition to hunting food every day, it was a lifeless practice.

This kind of lifeless practice is extremely simple, which is to stand in front of the hanging wall and stand still in the face of the black hurricane blowing from somewhere.

There are countless whirling nests in a black hurricane, and when they blow, they obscure the sky and the sun, dyeing the world black.

Over the years, this black wind suspension is naturally not an inch of grass, only the black rocks are left to form the cliffs, which is indescribably strange among the green mountains and green waters.

Wang Zhen is the leader here, after receiving the letter from Black Eagle, he frowned and thought for a long time, and then said softly: "Han Caomang, Zheng Sheng." ”

Not far away, two people, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, walked over, Wang Zhen raised his cheeks and said, "Come with me." ”

The two didn't speak, just nodded heavily, but after Wang Zhen took a step, the two disappeared on the top of the mountain with a wide field of vision!

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Huang Zhenfeng Fei walked in the green landscape, the robe he was wearing was a dirty mess, and the Bian Jun'er standard long knife that he took out in the armory not long ago was spotless, and even his left hand had been holding the hilt of the knife.

This posture is a posture of high vigilance, and Huang Zhenfeng has maintained this posture for a day and a night, but she has not relaxed in the slightest.

He knew very well what kind of crisis Zhang Xiaodao would encounter if Li Yi's guess was right, and he also knew that he came here to kill people!

Huang Zhenfeng, who was walking in a hurry, stopped after a while, and then wrinkled his nose, as if he smelled the smell of blood in the air, and he laughed happily, laughing with a wrinkle that was deeper than Li Yi's.

The smell of blood was too familiar to him, he knew that it wasn't a smell that could be exuded by a corpse, he was sure that many, many people had died here, and so many people had naturally been killed by his precious apprentice.

Huang Zhenfeng, who was full of happy smiles, continued to walk quickly, and soon came to the foot of Dongshan, saw the ruins in front of him, and saw the remnants of the members of the Burial Eagle Force here.

So Huang Zhenfeng showed a cheap standard long knife and shouted softly: "Xiao'er, take your life!"

This soft shout resounded at the foot of Dongshan, and a sword light also illuminated the entire Dongshan!

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The old green cow shuttled through the jungle of shredded light, and its huge nostrils kept spewing white gas.

It was not carrying a Zhang Xiaodao, but a terrifying flying sword that had been cut three small cuts by Zhang Xiaodao.

The old green cow did not have any fear of this flying sword, but he had some fear of the owner of the flying sword, and he was afraid that Zhang Xiaodao's risky move would be killed.

Not long ago, Zhang Xiaodao and his own killed the two commanders of the Funeral Eagle, which made the members of the Funeral Eagle Force fearful.

Coupled with the mud and rock torrent at the foot of the East Mountain, the people who were still searching for him in the mountains at this time were afraid that they were all planning to avoid him, so the only person who could find him and have the ability to kill him was the owner of this flying sword.

Zhang Xiaodao was not afraid of this person, otherwise he would not have kept this flying sword, and let the old green cow run in the mountains, naturally planning to use this as bait to kill this person here.

Lao Qingniu couldn't understand why Zhang Xiaodao did this.

But Zhang Xiaodao did this, naturally there was a good reason for him.

The Flying Sword Qi Cultivator was the only one who was not afraid of the cold and could order the burial of the eagle.

After the battle between Dongshan and Feijian, this person's mental trauma must be not much less than Zhang Xiaodao's physical pain, and this is the best opportunity to kill him.

Once he is killed, Zhang Xiaodao is almost safe, and safety is naturally the ultimate meaning of this killing journey.

What's more, once the Flying Sword Qi Cultivator is given enough time to recover, Zhang Xiaodao can only be reduced to a lost dog, and he doesn't know when he will be able to return to the Wing Pass.

Therefore, with the current scene, the old green cow is running in the mountains, and Zhang Xiaodao is holding a white jade bow in an ambush far away.

Three hours had passed, and Zhang Xiaodao and Lao Qingniu were still unremittingly waiting for the arrival of the Qi Refiner.

And their patience has finally paid off.

Zhao Zhigang, who was dressed in a black robe, stepped under the new twigs of the thick tree trunk, looked down at the running old green cow, and then laughed at himself: "You actually want to kill me?"

Then he raised his fingers and lifted them up slightly.

The handleless flying sword that pierced the flesh and blood on the back of the old green cow groaned softly, as if it was about to break through the flesh and blood of the old green cow.

Zhang Xiaodao in the distance looked awe-inspired, knowing that he had arrived, and then flew to change his body, using various covers to gain enough vision to find the flying sword qi cultivator.

The old green cow also stopped at this time and 'mooed' twice, but the next moment it was completely covered by the crisp sound.

The crisp sound came from the flying sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and the flying sword tried to fly up again and cut the old beef of the old green cow, floating into the air, but it was overwhelmed by the master's mind and became three.

At the same time as the flying sword broke, Zhao Zhigang suddenly fell from the treetops, and the whole person smashed into the rotten leaves of the soil in a state of distraction.

Zhang Xiaodao also caught his figure at this time, and said secretly: "The books of the past five days have not been read in vain. ”

The relationship between the flying sword and the master is a little more vulgar, just like the relationship between the father and his own son.

His own son is far away from home, and the father may have an ominous premonition if he is in danger, but he will never know the pain of his son.

And the scene in front of him, if it is also such a metaphor, is that the father saw his dying son and tried to make his son stand up, and the son did stand up, but after standing up, he died, and this sudden blow was naturally heavy to the extreme.

The moment the flying sword broke, Zhao Zhigang's emotions and spirit were traumatized, and after he fell into the dirt, Zhang Xiaodao raised his bow and shot arrows.

The bow is a white jade bow, and the arrow is a green feather arrow.

But this is not the original name of Zhang Xiaodao, the original name of the bow was **God, and the arrow was called Cupid.

When the Qingling arrow, originally named Cupid, rolled up countless dust and green leaves, Zhao Zhigang did not feel that he was about to be shot by Cupid and fell in love with a woman at first sight, but his heart was extremely cold.

The ant in his eyes calculated the details that could be calculated, and the three-inch cold mang's fracture hit him no less than a serious injury.

And this arrow is here to kill him, if he loses his mind for a while, he is afraid that his life will be lost, and ordinary flying sword qi cultivators will never recover in such a short time.

He can recover, not because of how strong he is, but because he has two flying swords that he has cultivated for twenty years!

So, he raised his fingers lightly and shouted, "Disease!"

Another three-inch cold light that had been lurking in his arms suddenly pierced his leather armor and appeared in the air.

The Qingling arrow and the three-inch cold mang were in short contact, and for a while, the grass and trees in the forest burst one after another, and the invisible qi waves burst out with a monstrous momentum!