Li Zijin pulled out the verdant Cuiqu sword as quickly as possible, held the scabbard in his right hand, parryed those swords, spears and halberds, and the horizontal sword in his left hand was on the side, rampage into the Fengguo army.

As he ran towards the "dragon head of the dragon", he saw two spears in the blue flame collide in the distance.

After the last charge between the Fengguo cavalry general and the Liangguo female general, the two fell off their horses and began to fight in the midst of the group.

Murong Xiaoshan fought bloodily, the green silk was dyed the color of flames, and sweat and blood gradually merged.

Cheng Yuanpei held the black spear with both hands, concentrated, did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and made every move with all his might.

In the flash of light, the two pure martial artists clashed dozens of times with the spears in their hands.

The spears collided with each other, and the sharp and piercing hiss pierced the sky, and the onlookers couldn't help but put down their weapons and cover their ears with their hands.

With the last stab of the black spear, the forehead of the female general's wrist tied to the spear also fell to the ground.

The black spear pierced Murong Xiaoshan's heart, and she had a smile of no regrets on her face.

The female soldiers in the B-word account, after the sound of "follow me to death", were like crazy beasts, not hesitating to exchange their lives for injuries, and cut off the life and death struggle with the Fengguo soldiers who far outnumbered them.

Everyone is like a tiger, and the madness is extreme.

It was as if the cool country, which had been silent for decades, finally got up and let out a roar that resounded through the sky.

Biting, pulling, one by one followed behind the female general, to the other side of the birdsong and flowers.

The young swordsman in the green shirt, one step too late, stood in place, and watched the black spear pierce into the heart of the female general, as if all the efforts he had put in tonight were wasted.

He couldn't help but wonder if what he had done was still meaningful.

The spear that the Fengguo soldier slashed at the young man hung above his head, and it fell slowly, only an inch away, but it seemed to be far away, from this side of the sky, to the other side of the sky.

The Cuiqu Sword suddenly disappeared from the young man's hand and appeared in mid-air.

Rotate slowly.

The verdant emerald long sword really "dripped water".

The spring rain sneaked into the night with the wind, and a harmless spring breeze came with the spring rain.

The long sword hung in the air, containing the unique sword intent between the two heavens and the earth, and slowly cut out a waveless flow of time and water in the ancient well under the night.

The flowing water was calm and peaceful, and gradually appeared behind the young swordsman in green shirts.

The spear that slashed at the boy's head hovered "eternally" an inch away from him, never moving again.

The soldiers of Fengguo and the female soldiers of the B-word account maintained their previous movements.

Countless blood spilled in the air, neither landing nor going back, only reflecting them and their faces.

Even though they had completely detached themselves from the flow of time at that moment, there should not be temperature, but Li Zijin could feel the warmth of those blood.

It seems that after being crossed by the flowing water that has existed for tens of thousands of years, they are still difficult to cool their blood.

The boy closed his eyes and held a sword in his left hand.

Between heaven and earth, a third sword intent appeared.

He's good at that.

Put all the different sword moves, break the order, arrange and combine.

So.

The same should be true of sword intent.

Spring breeze, spring rain, empathy.

Three sword intents, forming a brand new combination.

The golden water of time suddenly began to flow backwards.

The blood that spilled in mid-air fell back into the bodies of the female soldiers in the B-shaped tent.

The beast's roar regressed and roared again.

In the past, with the sword in the Nightless Mountain, even Li Zijin himself didn't know that he could inadvertently cut out a stream of time and slash it on the cheek of Jiang Xiang of "Tomorrow".

Until the second time, the young man witnessed the flowing water of time under the sword intent of empathy, which not only allowed people to see the memories of the past, but even had the opportunity to "go to yesterday" and "go to tomorrow".

So Li Zijin had the sentence I have a sword, but I can cut time.

That ability doesn't always succeed.

Or maybe you can't have an impact on everyone around you.

But when Li Zijin integrated the two sword intents of spring breeze and spring rain into empathy, then the Fengguo soldiers and Liangguo female soldiers who were swept by the spring breeze and soaked their clothes by the spring rain, including the Fengguo cavalry general Cheng Yuanpei and the Liangguo female military general Murong Xiaoshan, were all affected by the flowing water at the same time.

With the passage of time, the water flows backwards an inch, but it is only an extremely subtle inch.

Li Zijin wants to guarantee that he will go back to before Murong Xiaoshan died, but he can't go back after he rescued her.

It's not as simple as you think.

Swinging the sword in the flowing water, there seems to be nothing to stop it, but it makes people exert all their strength, but the Cuiqu sword in his hand does not move.

He couldn't sustain himself for long.

The young man was already half-kneeling on the ground, holding the extraction sword and picking up a crystal clear golden drop from the flowing water.

It reflected the picture of Murong Xiaoshan and Cheng Yuanpei launching the last charge.

Here it is.

When the young man silently recited the sentence in his heart, "I have a sword, I can cut time", the golden drop of water became no longer indestructible.

It gently fell on the verdant Cuiqu Ancient Sword, split in two by the sword body, and slowly dripped from the tip of the sword.

The next moment, time flows against the current, and the heavens and the earth are reversed.

Li Zijin "retreated" dozens of feet on his own, returning to the moment when he broke the handcuffs and anklets of a female soldier with a sword.

This time, he almost didn't hesitate, he didn't choose to save anyone, he only jumped high, stepped on the shoulders and heads of those Fengguo soldiers, pulled out countless afterimages, and knew that the aura in the sea and the martial arts true qi in his body were running at full strength, and sprinted towards Cheng Yuanpei and Murong Xiaoshan with lightning speed.

"Give me fast!"

The young man didn't care about using his scabbard to block the swords, spears and halberds that were slashing at him, and the speed at which he rushed over there was also a fast accumulation of scars on his body.

When the moment in his eyes that the black spear was about to pierce Murong Xiaoshan's heart, Li Zijin once again burst out with unprecedented speed.

The neighing of the black spear stopped abruptly, Murong Xiaoshan had closed her eyes, with a smile of no regrets on her face, the spear in her hand fell to the ground with the wiping of her forehead, bounced up and fell again, along the slope of the slope, slowly rolling down, dyeing the grassland red.

The folk song seemed to have sounded in the woman's ears.

What was expected did not happen "again".

Cheng Yuanpei was dumbfounded, and looked at the young swordsman in green shirt who appeared out of nowhere and appeared in front of Murong Xiaoshan "in an instant", blocking the black spear for her.

The tip of the black spear had almost touched Murong Xiaoshan's skin, and she could feel the cold chill at the tip of the spear.

The women's warrior was pierced by the sharp edge of the spear, and the skin wound worthy of the name was not even bloody, and the pain was even more insignificant.

She opened her eyes and looked in amazement at the back of the Rausch swordsman in front of her.

He was holding the black tip of the spear tightly with his right hand, and blood was constantly spilling out from his palm, and under the tip of the spear, the young man's white bones could be seen.

But the young swordsman, who should have screamed in pain, had not a look of pain on his face, but a smile of joy that had fulfilled his wish.

"This time, I wasn't late. Li Zijin muttered to himself.

With a heavy force in his hand, he pulled it violently, tearing the black spear out of Cheng Yuanpei's hand and slamming it to the ground.

Then he turned around and said something that the female military general did not understand.

"Miss Murong, I'm offended. ”

The young swordsman in the green shirt, with his toes exerting force, his body swayed forward like an arrow, and when he passed by Murong Xiaoshan, he hugged her waist, and when everyone had no time to react, he stepped on the horse's back with the female general, highlighting the encirclement, leaving only a flowing cyan back.

Murong Xiaoshan still had a look of astonishment on her face, the cold warm wind blew the hair of the female general, and the surrounding scene was "contrary" to her.

That young man, with himself, stepped over countless Fengguo soldiers, slashed countless spring rain with a sword in his hand, and sprinkled it on the bodies of those female soldiers in the B-shaped tent, and if there were scars, he quickly "healed" at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those female soldiers in the B-shaped tent saw a cyan phantom "whoosh" past them, and finally stood on the hillside, with a sword behind their backs, holding their General Murong in both hands, laughing and shouting: "General Murong has been captured by Xia, if you want to save her, break through and chase me!" ”

Before the words fell, the man hugged Murong Xiaoshan in front of everyone, turned around and rushed to the jungle on the mountain.

At this time, the female soldiers of the B-word tent who had been treated by the sword intent of the spring rain had regained their will to survive, taking advantage of the riot of the fire wave, taking advantage of the fact that those Fengguo soldiers were looking forward and backward, if they wanted to extinguish the flames, it would be difficult to distract themselves from their embarrassing situation, and the B-word account finally broke out of the encirclement.

Cheng Yuanpei stood in place, with one hand behind him, only smiling and watching the young swordsman in green shirt snatch Murong Xiaoshan from his hands.

After the female soldiers of the Yizi Tent rushed out of the encirclement, the deputy general planned to take people to chase after him, but was stopped by Cheng Yuanpei, he said: "The Liangguo border army should already be on the way here, and the group of qi refiners we invited are probably not the opponents of the forces on the Liangguo Mountain, so they will withdraw their troops directly, take a detour, and leave the mountain fire to the Liangguo border army who came later, or they can stop them for us." ”

After hearing this, the adjutant general was ordered to act, and the Fengguo army of more than 2,000 people bypassed the grassland in an orderly manner and quickly withdrew.

The Fengguo cavalry general slowly walked over there, picked up his black spear from the ground, and gently touched the blood on the tip of the spear, remembering the man just now.

He glanced up at the jungle on the hillside and smiled, "Immortals?"

Originally, he wanted to capture the Yizi account and borrow their hundreds of lives to negotiate with Liangguo. If the Liangguo Temple chooses to keep the lives of those people in the B account, it can only give the Lihu Mountain Range to Fengguo.

If they chose the refined iron of the Lihu Mountain Range, it would chill the hearts of all the soldiers. Fengguo led a large army to press the border, but it didn't cost a single soldier to take Ping'andu, and after that, it was the county seat and the capital.

However, out of nowhere, an immortal man was able to rescue Murong Xiaoshan from his own hands in full view of everyone, and he knew how to use the hearts of those female soldiers in the Yizi account who were willing to protect the lord's hearts, and let them regain their vitality with just a few words.

Then this time, the conspiracy to set up a ten-mile ambush under the pretense of the princess of Liangguo and lure the Yizi account into the trap can only be declared a failure.

Cheng Yuanpei handed the black spear to the spear envoy who served him, turned on his horse, hummed a little song and left slowly, following his own Fengguo army.

Feng Gun's envoy didn't understand why this cavalry general was in a good mood when he was not in a good position, so he dared to ask.

When the Fengguo cavalry general heard this, he smiled and said, "Xia insects can't talk about ice. ”

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The female general, who had already prepared to lead the whole army to die calmly, was still in the previous shock.

It's all happening so fast, it's too unbelievable.

Because it wasn't long ago that she seemed to have "experienced a death" in her own right.

Thinking about it carefully, Murong Xiaoshan could even recall the feeling of the black spear piercing his heart.

It's not just ordinary pain that can be summed up.

When the sharp tip of the spear cut through his skin and pierced his heart, first his heart beat faster, then the moment he was stabbed, he suddenly stopped beating, and then, there was a short but explosive impact, and then there was a tearing sensation and numbness in his heart.

Compared with these lifelong feelings, the pain in the heart actually came the latest.

But······ The feeling of death was so clear that she could even remember the details of every moment.

Why, nothing happened? Is it a delusion?

Murong Xiaoshan couldn't help but reach out and touch his chest, there was only a little skin injury, and the tip of the spear didn't even hurt the flesh, didn't bleed, and didn't stab the heart.

After experiencing all these unbelievable scenes, the female military general finally came to her senses.

Finding himself in someone's arms, the man ran wildly, covered in sweat.

She suddenly said angrily, "Stop. ”

Li Zijin didn't pay attention to the request of the woman in his arms, and quickly glanced back, it was not safe here. Because he wasn't sure if Fengguo's army would catch up.

Although there are no qi refiners over there, all of them are battlefield warriors, and with their current strength, they can run rampant in that army with a sword, killing people like chopping melons and vegetables.

However, after using the three sword intents of spring breeze and spring rain plus empathy to converge into a combination technique, Li Zijin felt that his body was completely hollowed out.

There was not a drop of aura left in the sea of knowledge, and it was squeezed clean by that sword intent.

At this moment, he can still hug people and run, in addition to the fact that the woman in his arms is already slender and extremely light, but also because of the young man's current physique, he is also blessed by the two buffs of martial arts true qi and peiyuan realm sword cultivation aura.

The aura and true qi complement each other, so that Li Zijin has a physique beyond ordinary people, and because of the true qi of the martial arts, he is already "short of breath", but it can be endless, often just exhausted the true qi of the martial arts, and the next moment the true qi slowly begins to recover.

Therefore, Li Zijin was able to hold Murong Xiaoshan and gallop all the way.

Tenacity is real, but so is tiredness.

At this moment, the young man's muscles and sweat are the most intuitive manifestation of his exhaustion.

Seeing that the swordsman not only did not stop, but also accelerated his pace and ran wildly, the female military general glared at him again and repeated again: "I'll let you stop!"

Since she was a child, no man has ever been so close to her, let alone hugged her.

Even if the person in front of him was a life-saving benefactor, Murong Xiaoshan still felt that he had been offended. If it hadn't been for the Rausch swordsman who had said hello before, she would have slammed her fist in front of him.

Li Zijin said weakly: "I can't stop." ”

The next moment, she turned her head directly, leaving two neat rows of tooth marks on his arm.

The wrist hurt, as if he was about to fall asleep and was slapped by someone, Li Zijin, who was already exhausted, was extremely conscious in an instant, and scolded his mother: "Why the hell are you biting me?"

"You let go, if you don't let go, I'll bite. The woman said indignantly.

Li Zijin laughed angrily, really stopped on the spot, and then carried the last bit of martial arts true qi, slapped the knife, and slashed at the back of Murong Xiaoshan's neck.

The female warrior fell into a coma in an instant.

"It's quiet. ”

The young man smiled, didn't bother to hug her, and casually put Murong Xiaoshan on his shoulder, trotting all the way.

I don't know how far I ran or how long I ran, until the mountains and forests had been run to the end by Li Zijin.

Over there, there are countless torches.

Sweat moistened Li Zijin's eyes, and he didn't know if it was the sweat that made him unable to see clearly, or the exhaustion of his physical strength that made his eyes blurry.

The pace of the young swordsman in the green shirt gradually slowed down, and finally put Murong Xiaoshan down under a tree, while he leaned on the root of the tree, took off the Cuiqu sword on his back, drew the sword out of its sheath, and held the hilt of the sword with his hand.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, he saw a lot of soldiers wearing Ryokuni armor gathered around him, with two familiar faces standing at the forefront.

Chen Zhiyuan, Hong Shao.

There were two sounds of movement in a daze.

"Li Shaoxia?"

"Senior brother?"

It was only at this moment that he unloaded all his defenses, easily opened the palm of his sword, and fell into a deep sleep.

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In your sleep. It seemed like a long, long time.

In my memory, since the boy left Taiping County, he rarely had a real rest.

When you are traveling at night, you need to carefully observe the surrounding environment at all times.

There are fierce beasts in the mountains, so when Li Zijin walks alone, he doesn't dare to take it lightly, and can only nap at night, not sleep.

After having a little junior sister, there is an extra responsibility on his shoulders, and because he has to take care of his junior sister, he needs a young man to keep vigil.

In those days when I lived in inns and inns, I was fortunate to have an eaves that could shelter from the wind and rain, and I was a lot more worry-free.

However, the beast does not need to be on guard, but it needs to be on guard.

It's like being born in the world, always in such a hurry and hard work, guarding against this, guarding against that.

The book says that tens of millions of years ago, chaos first opened, and heaven and earth began to divide.

When the Terrans first arrived, they were filled with reverence for everything in the world.

Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, birds and animals.

The human race is afraid of everything, that is, it is not afraid of its own kind.

However, today, thousands of years later, cultivating the Dao, refining spiritual energy, stealing yin and yang, seizing creation, driving flying swords, and taming birds and beasts.

It seems that the human race does not need to be deliberately vigilant about anything, but the people who need to be guarded against the most are their own kind.

People no longer have reverence for everything in the world, even if it is a very small number, it is more fear than reverence.

Just like the "truth" that those guys in Honghu Prefecture believe, the so-called "strong are respected" and the so-called "strength is supreme" is one-sided, narrow-minded, and incorrect.

Or rather, at least not entirely true.

Leaving the border of Daxuan and fleeing for more than a year, Li Zijin has really been able to unload all his defenses and immerse himself in rest for very little time.

Just a few times.

Each time, he slept exceptionally long.

For example, this time, when the boy opened his eyes and woke up from the Ping'an crossing of the B-shaped military tent, it was already past the vernal equinox.

He slept for almost ten days.

So when Li Zijin slowly sat up from the bed, his brain was still a little groggy.

When I woke up, the first thing I did was to look for a sword.

The verdant Cuiqu sword was quietly placed next to the bed.

Someone said that there was a weapon on the bed, but it was ominous.

However, the boy thinks that only by putting a weapon on the bed can he really protect himself at all times, because ominousness always comes from the outside world, not from the heart.

Li Zijin looked down and found that the fine green shirt that he had bought from the Embroidery Village in the City That Never Sleeps had been replaced.

Right now, what he is wearing is a black and red brocade robe.

Just talking about the material, some of them are similar to the gilded brocade clothes snatched from the sword cultivator of Jingyang Mansion when he fled with Su Hu when he fled with Su Hu in the Wuding City of Yan Kingdom.

It's just that the black and red brocade robe on his body right now seems to be much more comfortable and material than the gilt brocade robe.

Without speculating on who changed his clothes for the time being, Li Zijin carried Cuiqu, opened the tent curtain, and walked out of the military tent.

The sun was so hot and fierce that he had to squint, and he had to cover his brow with his palms and squint at the people coming and going.

"Li Shaoxia. ”

"The Immortal Master is awake!"

"Li Gongzi woke up. ”

"Oh my God, it's an immortal!"

"He's awake, he's awake! Inform General Murong quickly. ”

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Those female soldiers who were busy with their work, when they saw the young swordsman wearing a black and red brocade dress walking out of the military tent, they all seemed to be beaten with chicken blood for a while.

Li Shaoxia, Li Gongzi, Immortal, Immortal Master······

There are even some bizarre names, which come one after another for a while.

The young man touched his nose, a little embarrassed, he could only smile and be silent, so pampered and not surprised, and even taught those female soldiers to exclaim.

How can a master be so good?

"Senior brother?!"

The white-clothed girl holding a plain brocade box in her arms suddenly stopped outside the military tent and looked at the young man in disbelief.

She was stunned, and then suddenly ran into Li Zijin's arms and hugged her.

This time, he didn't slap the junior sister's head, but just patted the girl's back gently.

Li Zijin said softly: "Little junior sister, it's hard work. ”

Obviously, in these days when she was in a coma, it was the girl who was taking care of herself.

The girl in her arms shook her head.

Li Zijin was suddenly stunned, and then smiled.

Because he found that the little junior sister didn't bring rain with pear blossoms as usual.

It's as if the girl has finally grown up step by step.

As a senior brother, being able to watch his little junior sister grow up step by step, a sense of relief and accomplishment arises spontaneously, which is self-evident.

Watch her open up the sea of knowledge.

Hold a sword for the first time. The first time I practiced swords. The first time to draw a sword against the enemy.

The first time I was separated from my brother, and the first time I was separated and then reunited.

For the first time, he joined forces with his senior brother to kill the enemy. For the first time, I helped my senior brother and contained the Fengguo army.

For the first time, learn to take care of others.

The young swordsman in a black and red brocade coat laughed and laughed, and cried.

It's like in life, we always have to learn to grow.

Fate will push us forward, and we have to move forward.

But Li Zijin hopes a lot, the little junior sister will never grow up.

Can't you be a carefree koi forever?

The boy closed his eyes and gently slapped the girl's head.