When Lu Shen led Qin Zilong and the others into the battle, on the other side of Qingfeng Street, Wei Chigui slowly walked towards the middle-aged swordsman opposite, his expression calm and calm.

When they were still seven or eight feet apart, the two stopped almost at the same time.

The afternoon sun swayed down, obliquely shining on the two of them, exuding a strong aura, as if it could isolate the sound of fighting in the distance.

The more silent, the more desolate it is.

The middle-aged swordsman holds a sword in his right hand, and the hilt of the sword rises at forty-five degrees, and it can be unsheathed at any time.

He raised his eyes to look at Wei Chigui, who was seven or eight feet away, and there was no change in emotion on his cold face, but there was a little more relief in his tone: "It turned out to be you." ”

His voice was as cold as snow, and it made people feel chilled all over the body.

Wei Chigui put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "It turned out to be me?" ”

The middle-aged swordsman said quietly: "When I learned that I was going to kill Lu Shen, the Marquis of Shanyang, I was thinking about who he really relied on on on the way south. Although the personal soldiers around him are not afraid of death, they are not enough to put on the rivers and lakes, and they are a little reluctant to deal with those reckless people. Seeing you appear at this moment, I feel that this trip is not in vain, otherwise it would be a little less interesting to kill only one young offspring. ”

A smile appeared on Wei Chigui's lips, and he said meaningfully: "I don't know who has such a big hand, and can actually ask for the cold sword Yin Qianjue, to be honest, I'm very curious." ”

Yin Qianjue is the name of a middle-aged swordsman, ranking sixth in the upper volume of today's Jianghu martial arts list, and he is also the only swordsman in the top ten of the upper volume.

The name of Leng Jian does not mean that Yin Qianjue is good at sneak attacks, although he does exude an uncomfortable cold temperament all over his body, nor does it mean that his swordsmanship is treacherous and despicable, in fact, this person's martial arts path is wide open and close, and he has the atmosphere of a generation of grandmasters.

However, after all, he couldn't start a sect like Lin Jie, and no one recognized him as a generation of grandmasters in his recklessness, because he had an extremely cold and ruthless temperament.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that on the day of the completion of the Yin Thousand Peerless Sword Dao, he personally killed his own mentor to prove the cold-blooded and ruthless way, which is the origin of the name of the cold sword.

It is said that the only person he cares about is a loyal servant who has served the Yin family for two generations.

Hearing Wei Chigui's calm words, Yin Qianjie said indifferently: "If you are entrusted by someone, you must be loyal to someone." ”

Wei Chigui was not surprised by this answer, he smiled: "I know you won't give away your employer's information, but I'm curious to know what kind of price that person paid to ask you to go out of the mountain." ”

Yin Qianjue's long eyebrows furrowed slightly: "What is the difference between these two questions?" ”

Some costs are not something that can be taken out by anyone, and knowing the details of the price code can naturally reverse the identity of the employer.

Yin Qianjue is just withdrawn, not stupid.

Although the intention was broken by the other party's words, Wei Chigui still didn't care, and said with emotion: "If I remember correctly, you have disappeared from the rivers and lakes for ten years, even if you go out of the mountain, you should visit the masters of the world, so you live up to the name of the sword idiot, why should you be involved in the disputes above the court?" Although you are proficient in swordsmanship, if you anger the Great Qi Imperial Court, countless spies and elite masters will take turns to chase and kill, I am afraid that you will not have a moment to breathe. ”

These words seemed to be a euphemistic exhortation, so that Yin Qian would never get involved in this turmoil.

If you look at the ranking of the martial arts list, Yin Qianjue is sixth, and Wei Chigui is eighth, it seems that this attitude can be understood.

It's just that the two have never played each other before, and this ranking is based on their performance in different battles.

There is no doubt that the Yin Qianjue who will kill is even more eye-catching.

Yin Qian's body was desperate to return to Wei Chi, but the hands were behind him, so that Yin Qian couldn't see the truth, so he said with a little sarcasm: "For me, this is just a transaction, and after the matter is completed, it will naturally be far away, and it will be nothing more than a disintegration in the future." On the contrary, it is you, who have unfathomable martial arts, and can travel around the world like idle clouds and wild cranes, but it is a pity to be a powerful eagle dog. ”

Wei Chigui smiled freely, unintentionally explaining the reason for this, and said: "Since you refuse to retreat, then let me learn the swordsmanship that you have been honing for ten years." ”

"In fact, in the past ten years, my sword has not been idle."

Yin Qianjue glanced down at the long sword in his hand, and then said: "My residence is not a secret, occasionally someone will come to challenge him, and he will be killed by me with a sword. It's just that those people are not of sufficient level, and their blood is not satisfactory to my sword. Although you are ranked eighth behind me, I know that your realm is more than that, and if you can taste the blood of a top master today, it is a blessing for this sword. ”

Wei Chigui didn't answer, just took a step forward.

Yin Qianjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "You seemed to be kind to persuade before, but I knew that you were gathering momentum, but I didn't interrupt you because I didn't want to kill a Wei Chigui who didn't do it with all his might, so ...... How can you sharpen your kendo? ”

As soon as the words fell, Yin Qianjue's body moved, and in the blink of an eye, he swept out a distance of several zhang, but when he heard a dragon groan, the long sword was unsheathed.

Stepping, moving, and drawing the sword, all at the same moment.

A sword aura suddenly pierced the air, instantly leaving a ray of light in the air, at this moment, the sunlight and light reflected each other, and the street where the two of them were almost filled with a cold aura.

The dragon's groaning had not stopped, and Yin Qianjue had already struck suddenly, accompanied by the sound of whistling and sharp energy, a cold light broke through the air.

The sword aura was overwhelming, and the wind was raging on the long street.

In the middle of the storm, the long sword was unstoppable, and countless cyclones appeared around the sword body that were invisible to the naked eye.

Ten years of a sword, a decisive sword.

Wei Chigui's expression was solemn, without the slightest hint of careless contempt.

In fact, when it comes to their realm, the ranking of the martial arts list can only be used as a reference, and their true strength cannot be measured, after all, none of those who are ranked on the martial arts list are masters who can enter the top ten in the world. Just like Lin Jie once said that Wei Chigui's strength should be among the top three, Yu Chigui also knew that Yin Qiangui's swordsmanship was rare in the world, and he was an opponent worthy of his full effort.

For these top masters standing at the pinnacle, the gap in martial arts is only a millimeter.

The long sword was wrapped in a strong wind, and the hands that Wei Chi had returned to behind him finally raised, only to see that the sleeves of his robe were blowing without wind, and his right fist suddenly blasted forward, and the majestic internal strength permeated the surroundings, as if the void in front of him was shaken by this punch, and the strength rushed away, waving countless dust and fallen leaves on the long street.

When the fists and swords intersected, a strong wave of qi suddenly bloomed at the landing point, and the small sand and gravel on the surrounding road rolled rapidly, and the horizontal wall made of red bricks on the left seemed to be stripped of the mottled traces of time by this wave of qi, and the pavilions and trees on the right also made a sound of branches and leaves, and the heaven and earth were filled with a strong aura of slaughter.

The next moment, Wei Chigui's right fist turned into a palm and advanced three inches, moving forward like a swimming fish against the sword body, and the slow and fast movements showed a dazzling beauty.

The sleeves of his robe wrapped around the sword body as if they were spiritual, and they became extremely tough because of the blessing of their inner strength.

This is the ancestral stunt of the Wei Chi family, and the only end for ordinary warriors is to be taken from the blade.

However, Yin Qian is not ordinary, he is the strongest swordsman in the world today.

But seeing that his right hand shook, the long sword trembled hundreds of times in an instant, exerting extremely terrifying power on that hand like a storm.

One-touch to part.

The two distanced themselves slightly.

For these two true masters, the first encounter made them understand the depth of each other, and the two stepped forward almost simultaneously again, starting a battle of flying sand and rocks.

This is the life-sacrificing struggle between the top ten in the world, both of them have entered a state of selflessness, and there is only each other in their eyes.

If Lu Shen can watch this fight with his own eyes, it will be extremely beneficial to his martial arts improvement, after all, this kind of scene is hard to come by.

But he had no intention of watching the battle between the masters at the moment, and the only thing he could see was the assassin who wielded the iron rod with great vigour.

He Bonian had faced the siege of three Hou Fu soldiers before, with the advantage of the weapons in his hands and his rich experience in facing the enemy, he could also be said to be invincible, and if it wasn't for the other party's own life to drag him down several times, forcing him to have to care about other people's killing moves, he should be able to break through the interception smoothly.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Lu Shen running towards this side, and He Bonian was overjoyed in his heart.

He knew that Lu Shen was armed with martial arts, and he had also heard about Lu Shen's deeds from the third prince, and he knew very well that this young man was not the kind of boy who was powerless, on the contrary, he was a tiger general who could rush and kill on the battlefield.

However, Lu Shen only has less than three years of martial arts experience after all, even if he is really talented, can he still be able to defeat the iron rod in Lao Tzu's hand that I don't know how many people have been killed?

As soon as he thought of this, He Bonian waved his stick to force back the pro-soldier in front of him, deliberately revealing a flaw in the direction of Lu Shen.

When the corner of his eye saw that the other two pro-soldiers deliberately moved out of the way, as if they wanted to give Lu Shen a chance to kill the enemy with his own hands, his heart couldn't help but be filled with ecstasy, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Having heard that the decapitation on the battlefield was particularly important, it must have been the habit of the young prince to seize the merits of war when he had an advantage.

Victory or defeat is life and death in an instant!

Lu Shen raised his knife to kill, and He Bonian's stick was just exhausted, so he saw him turn around, and his hands grasped the end of the iron rod again, pulling out an almost perfect circle.

The end point is above the waist and abdomen that Lu Shen rushed to attack!

He Bonian has been accumulating strength while turning, this stick gathers his internal strength for more than 20 years of hard training, plus the accumulated strength when turning, how much more than a thousand catties of power to smash out!

A hideous smile began to bloom on He Bonian's face.

He didn't know that it was just a momentary carelessness, and he had no chance to regret it in this life.

The three pro-soldiers rushed towards He Bonian almost at the same time, and all of them were in a lifeless posture at this moment.

Lu Shen's momentum of rushing forward couldn't be stopped at all, and the iron rod was already rapidly approaching his body.

However, He Bonian only felt a flower in front of him, and Lu Shen suddenly disappeared from his sight.

Wearing three styles of flowers, like antelope hanging horns, there is no trace!

The smile on He Bonian's face froze instantly, and a fierce energy struck from below, only to see Lu Shen leaning back with his knees on the ground, sliding to He Bonian's legs with lightning speed with the help of the power of the forward rush, and then holding the knife with both hands and cutting horizontally!

A terrible howl came out of He Bonian's mouth, and then it stopped abruptly, and the weapons of the three pro-soldiers pierced the man's body from different angles.

He Bonian had no chance to die at all, Lu Shen clicked on the ground with his left hand, his body rose into the air, jumped on He Bonian's shoulder like a gust of wind, grabbed his hair with his left hand, and cut this person's throat with a horizontal knife with his right hand.

The sword flashed, and blood gushed out.

He Bonian's tall and thin body fell to the ground with a bang!

(End of chapter)