Only swinging the soft sword in his hand downward, the silver-white sword tip easily broke the iron cable, and then rotated the sword body, taking advantage of Bai Wushou's surprise to pull out the iron cable in his hand, the hilt of the sword in his hand was lifted upward, and the pitch-black chain warehouse flew into the air with a few long sounds, Jian Shumei stepped forward again, flew up, stepped on Bai Wushou's lower abdomen with both feet and went straight up, and when he stepped on his chest, he kicked upward, and his toes hit Bai Wushou's jaw and kicked him to the ground.

And Jian Shumei took this opportunity to use the mutual power as a medium, somersaulted, soared a few feet into the air, turned around and fell lightly, and danced the soft sword in his hand around his body, like a silver snake entangled, fierce and fast, and Jian Shumei still did not change his face, calm and relaxed. And Bai Wushou and Cen Du, who had just gotten up and rubbed their already red and swollen cheeks, were stunned when they saw this scene.

When the sword eyebrows landed smoothly, there was no wind and no dust, and he only turned his heels, and the fluttering clothes returned to calm. The swaying soft sword in his hand gradually calmed down, but the iron chain that flew in mid-air was cut into dozens of pieces by the sword light in the sky at that moment, and each of them turned into powder, sprinkled and fell to the ground.

Looking at the residue all over the ground, Jian Shumei didn't care about holding a sword flower, put the sword into the sheath, and when the two looked at it again, Jian Shumei was not unchanged, it turned out that his cheeks were slightly red, and there was a slight smell of wine, and he looked drunk. But such a casual sword bookbrow defeated Cen Duan and Bai Wushou without much effort. This is called Bai Wushou, how can he not be angry?

"I don't want to embarrass you. That's all for today. If the two of you still want to learn, please come to Taibai Mansion again in the future, tonight, forgive me for not staying with the two of you! If you are messing around, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless! Seeing this, Cen Du naturally knew the proportions, but he was afraid that the Shen cuttlefish would not be able to take it away today, but as the so-called green mountains were left, he was not afraid of no firewood. As long as their lives are still there, they can always make a comeback, after all, this sword and book eyebrows can protect Shen Cuttlefish for a while, but it can't protect him for a lifetime. But if you fight to the death with this sword and book eyebrows today, and both lose, it will be more than worth the loss.

After thinking about it again and again, Cen Du's face was solemn, his hands trembled and raised his fists to his chest, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Dare to ask Your Excellency's name." Jian Shumei smiled slightly, and said: "I have already said that I am the steward of the Yueqiu Mansion under the order of the Yueqiu Mansion to guard in this Toad Yue Taibai Building, Jian Shumei. The corners of Cen Di's mouth twitched a few times, and he thought to himself: "This person's swordsmanship is superb, and his light skills are even more extraordinary, unheard of, unseen, such a person, how can there be no name on the rivers and lakes?

But he was timid in his heart, and he didn't dare to speak out, so he had to slightly clench his fists to apologize, and slowly moved to Bai Wushou, pulling his arm, and was about to leave. Bai Wushou remained motionless and stood in place. Seeing that he was indifferent, Cen Du had to remind him in a low voice: "Why don't you go quickly?" Bai Wushou was full of pathos, his face was pale, and there were tears flashing in his eyes, and he asked helplessly: "Where are you going?"

Cen froze in place, not knowing how to answer. Seeing that he was silent, Bai Wushou asked with a wry smile: "What about Shen Cuttlefish? Give up again? If you don't bring him back this time, will our brothers still have a way to live? Where should we go? Golden Lotus Circling Fenglou? Or what are you calling an ordinary day?" Bai Wushou asked one after another, stinging Cen Dizzy's heart, but he was speechless.

Bai Wushou shook off Cen Duan's hand that was grabbing him, rubbed his purple chin, frowned, and said coldly: "If you leave today, you will die, and if you don't go, you will die." Instead of living like this, it's better to give it a go! It's a big deal, just go to see the third and fourth ......" After that, he turned his head to Cen Duan and said: "Big brother, you used to be very proud and dashing, but now you are so afraid and reluctant to survive, you go! Run for your life! This time, I want to listen to my own ......"

As soon as these words came out, Cen Du was like being struck by lightning, and the thunder whip in his hand fell at his feet with a "dang" sound, rolling a few feet away, shaking like a sieve of chaff, and his face was like earth, he never thought that Bai Wushou would say such hurtful words, and replied tremblingly: "What? Do you think that the eldest brother is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? I am not for, for ......" Cen Duan's eyes couldn't help but redden, and he stopped talking. But Bai Wushou sneered, said no more, and looked at the back of Jian Shumei, who was gradually moving away, and the killing intent rose again.

Glancing around, there happened to be a wooden table beside him, so he kicked the table foot with his foot, put his hands on the edge of the table, shouted, and threw the table behind Jian Shumei. But although Jian Shumei said that he had already walked away, he still did not let down his vigilance, he had long expected that these two people would not give up, heard the whirring wind behind him, chuckled, turned around quickly, took three or four steps back, and saw that the table was already in front of him, so he drew his sword.

But when the sword flashed, the wooden table shattered into seven or eight petals. But when the broken wooden planks flew away, Bai Wushou who flew up appeared behind the tabletop, and a punch fell on his head, and Jian Shumei was also a little surprised, but he didn't have much fear, he only flipped the blade and slashed down. After a "bang", Bai Wushou slammed to the ground, staggered to his feet, and clenched his hands tightly together, but the piercing red blood couldn't stop oozing from between his fingers.

"You are not my opponent with a weapon for the time being, but now with your bare hands, how can you defeat me?" Jian Shumei's expression was complicated, his eyes flickered, he slowly put the sword into the sheath, looked at Bai Wushou's pale face, and said slowly. Bai Wushou couldn't support his injured body after all, his legs were weak, he knelt down on one knee in front of Jian Shumei, covered his hands that were already full of blood and panted, and said intermittently: "Skills are not as good as people...... Die without regrets...... If you want to kill or chop, listen to the honorable ......"

Cen Du hurriedly ran forward, and also knelt down in front of Jian Shumei, beside Bai Wushou, raised his hand with a bitter face and said: "My brother is young and vigorous, and he doesn't understand human feelings, please raise your noble hand and let my two brothers go! I will be grateful in the future!" But Bai Wushou refused to appreciate it, seeing Cen Du kneeling down and begging for mercy, his eyes widened, his lips trembled, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Big brother...... Why is this ......" But Cen faint knelt in front of Jian Shumei extremely reverently, and did not answer.

Jian Shumei didn't want to kill them all, but seeing that the two of them were so embarrassed, and whether it was a bitter trick or not, he sighed and said, "I didn't want to kill you, leave that young man, you go." If I don't come to my senses anymore, then I can't help it. Cen was overjoyed, thanked him again and again, hurriedly got up and supported Bai Wushou and left Taibai Lou quickly, got into the carriage, and was about to leave the place of right and wrong.

And the sword book eyebrows stood on the top of the spire of the Taibai Building, behind which was the bright silver moon, and the soft sword hung from his waist, his clothes fluttered, and his face sank like water. Looking at the carriage galloping away, his thoughts drifted into the distance unconsciously with his eyes.

Let's say that Na Cen Du tore off a few strands of cloth while driving the carriage and bandaged Bai Wushou grass, first stopped the blood, and then said softly: "Let's find a place to stay overnight, and then find a town early tomorrow morning, find a Langzhong, and treat your injuries." But Bai Wushou suddenly asked: "Big brother, except for the Lord, I have never seen you kneel, why are you ...... today" Cen Duan interrupted his words and lowered his head: "Don't say it, just rest well." I'll think about it in the future......"

The two of them each sighed and remained silent with great tacit understanding. The turning wheels, the clear ruts, the sound of the carriage driving in the lonely night was particularly harsh, the branches that grew indiscriminately, and two black shadows flashed in the strange wood forest with gusts of wind gusting in the past.

The two black shadows shuttled between them, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. The next second appeared on the roof of the galloping carriage, and the two of them landed silently, as if hanging in the air, like ghosts and ghosts. If you look closely, they are both wearing brocade night coats, with purple and red patterns embroidered on the cuffs and neckline, and their faces are covered with black gauze. And under the black veil, only the defeated skin and the two pairs of evil pupils were very similar. Not only that, but both of them are wearing extremely long ponytails, and their clothes, eyes, appearances, and body shapes are all very similar, and they can't really be seen in the dark, they are simply carved out of a mold.

The two of them looked at each other, then each drew the crescent-like silver-white knife from his waist, turned over and hung on both sides of the carriage, his left hand clinging to the edge, and the right hand throwing the knife downward. The razor-sharp moon blade easily severed the wooden axle, and at a rapid speed, the two wheels flew off to both sides. The wheels fell off, and the carriage was unharmed? In the next second, the two men in black each somersaulted backwards, kicked the carriage lightly with their toes, and turned over and landed on the ground without a sound.

But the carriage rolled forward and struck the two horses, and after two terrible neighings, the horses that pulled the carriage passed out. And the incident happened suddenly, the injured Cen Du and Bai Wushou had no time to make countermeasures, Cen Du was flying out by the top of the horse for seven or eight minutes, and poor Bai Wushou was crushed to the ground by the entire overturned carriage, and he also passed out and lost consciousness.

"Second child!" Cen faint hurriedly got up and ran towards Bai Wushou, trying to rescue him. But suddenly a chill hit from behind, Cen Du stopped, his eyes swept to the right, slowly turned around, the chill was getting closer and closer, and he turned around suddenly, but he saw two black shadows rushing towards him, and hurriedly lowered his waist, and the overlapping moon blades flashed with deadly light, brushing the tip of Cen Du's nose.