When the ghost figure in armor appeared in front of everyone's eyes, it was Wang Qi who was the first to notice, quickly pinched the trick with both hands, and flew towards the assassin with a talisman sword, and at the same time kicked hard with both feet, jumping forward, Yang Xiao and the sledgehammer followed closely and also reacted, but the assassin did not pay attention to the movement here, just like a thousand-year-old ice that released the cold, just standing still, the Senhan momentum made everyone feel like a great enemy, and now the Senhan murderous aura is in stark contrast to the previous top concealment under the water, and at this time, the killer missed a blow and was blocked by the Longyou Sword, and he did not hide again, but faced the leakage of the three masters, the killing machine will be revealed, which is enough to prove his strength and self-confidence.

Zhao Kai was horrified at this time, and stood up forcibly, the Longyou Sword was already in his hand, but he couldn't make a sword move, yes is equal to nothing. When the monstrous water column just now attacked him, the Longyou Sword flew out of the hole on its own to protect the master, and was manipulated by the Longyou doll to face the water column, although it was considered to block this move, but it seemed that his strength was exhausted, and he was knocked out by the aftermath with Zhao Kai.

The assassin covered in armor looked at the flying golden rune sword, and seemed to be interested, the rune sword shone even more in the sunlight, and the flying sword controlled by Wang Qi with a special method continued to gather momentum, compared to the original time when he and Yang Xiao casually sparred, I don't know how many times the momentum has increased, and the assassin on the edge of the waterhole has a cold momentum and the current cold pool water seems to have been reduced to one, the water surface is buzzing beyond common sense, the water splashes, and the next moment a bladeless long sword made of the pool water collided with the golden rune sword, the sound of gold and stone sounded, this water sword casually cast by the strange assassin can be evenly matched with the Wudang Fu sword battle, the strange thing is that it is like a real sword sonorous。

Wudang Sanyang Fu Sword, according to legend, by the Warring States period sword casting master Shan Yu in Mount Tai, looking for a special material called Bailian at that time, this thing is extremely difficult to find, it is impossible to find now, but there are more terrifying things in the rumors, just after several years of irregular searching, finally found the time of the hundred refining, there is a loud phoenix sound, just a moment, at that time Shan Yu only thought it was a good omen, and did not think too much, but when he continued to polish and temper, and then with the secret method to urge the furnace to finally practice this sword, the sky trembled, a hundred birds appeared, the most terrifying is a huge nine-headed bird can't stop chirping, three-legged golden black nine-headed bird, belongs to the phoenix categoryAt this time, the hundred birds were shocked by the phoenix, and then he made a series of worship salutes, kneeling on the ground on one knee with a long sword in his hand, the nine-headed bird seemed to accept the worship, and ended the sound with the loudest long roar, it was like the size of the deep-sea giant whale covering the sky and the sun, and flew to the top of the forging platform, click, a series of dripping sounds, Shan Yu looked up and saw that the blood was dripping down the sword body, and then looking up, the blood was flowing between the huge terrifying eye sockets of the nine-headed bird, and the blood flowed along the crimson long sword, and it slowly dried up, no, it was slowly absorbed into the long sword, but it was unreasonable, this bright red and bright red product turned out to be a golden and shining sword.

After this sword shocked the world, every time he took it out, he didn't have to deliberately gather momentum to be domineering, gradually, Shan Yu found that this sword can be transformed into sunlight at will, he searched for ancient books to solve doubts, and finally one day the truth was revealed, and it was actually formed by the phoenix gall that fell after the death of the nine-headed bird, this sword was cast by the blood and gall of the sun god bird, and there was an explanation for this miracle, and Shan Yu named it Sanyang. After the bumps and wars, the sword also rolled away with the wheel of history and disappeared without a trace. Finally, in the Dafeng period, it was rumored that Sanyang had flowed into Wudang and had become a rune sword, which caused an uproar. Because no one has seen it with their own eyes, it is not included in the top ten famous swords.

Snow fell into the villa for several battles, and everyone may not have come back to their senses at that time, but at this time, everyone thought of the name of the Sanyang Fu Sword, and even Zhao Kai noticed it in the dazzling golden light in front of him, and couldn't help but marvel in his heart, but at the same time, everyone had a deeper understanding of the strength of this assassin who only dealt with the water sword.

One breath, two breaths, Wang Qi came into the air, and finally rushed to the battlefield of the Fu Sword and the Water Sword, his right hand retracted the pinching posture, and directly held the sword and collided violently, Yang Xiao and the big hammer also followed, and did not make a move, but just stood in front of Zhao Kai and watched.

The armor-clad assassin had been locked on Zhao Kai's body when he struck out of the water, and it was obvious that the target was His Royal Highness the Prince, who should have no enemies. At this time, the ghostly figure stared at Yang Xiao and the big hammer who had been guarding the target, he walked slowly towards the three of them, ignoring Wang Qi who was holding the talisman sword, his steps were light and agile like a person who practiced martial arts, but the cold air machine around the armor seemed to prove that this was a ghost who had just returned from hell. There was a trembling sound behind the armor, and a simple long sword of the color of green tung was unsheathed and entered, the chill was heavier, this long sword and the armor worn by the assassin were the same color of green tung, and they reflected each other, so that the few people just now did not notice this long sword placed in the scabbard on their backs.

This heavy cold intent was undisguisedly revealed, and everyone felt that this was actually the ripples caused by the fierce sword qi. I can't help but be horrified. Thor's hammer gathered momentum and rushed away without reservation, this hammer roared into the wind, and the assassin did not hold it up, and the sword in his hand slammed downward, but compared with the two weapons, one large and one small, it still felt that the assassin's sword was not strong at all. But in the next moment, Thor's hammer seemed to be affected by an explosion, and retreated with its owner.

One step, two steps, three steps, the sledgehammer stopped slightly awkwardly, his hand did not stop, and he swung forward with a powerful second hammer, the assassin was unaffected just now, and at this time he pressed forward step by step. Yang Xiao finally took out his sword, and with a sword going west, the sword aura soared into the sky, confronting the sword qi of Sen Han on the opposite side, and the scene suddenly became even more chaotic.

Sen Han's sword qi did not increase, but contracted slightly, and the surrounding temperature finally rose in the normal direction, but the bronze long sword at this time was not as plain as before, and if you looked closely, there was brilliance flowing on it. Only now began to gather momentum, just now this person was actually dispersing gas, Yang Xiao was shocked in his heart, the same swordsman, he knew that this gathering momentum is different, dispersing is mainly by the skillful use of the qi machine, so as to disperse the power to achieve the effect of winning more and less, although the sum of strength is not good on the opposite side, but the victory is in the ability to set up a clever game, group attack it, if it is used well, it is no problem to give the opposite side a fat beating with a numerical advantage. But it seems that the momentum of the assassin in front of him after dispersing qi is prosperous, Yang Xiao has never seen it, but he has heard the joke of a real master who disperses qi and stabilizes the momentum on the opposite side, and at this time, he really can't laugh when he uses it on himself.

The collision of the two swords and the first hammer quickly divided the victory and defeat, and the two moves of the big hammer and Yang Xiao were powerless to stop the assassin's gathering momentum, and they were shocked and flew out, revealing Zhao Kai, who was only about ten steps away from the assassin.

Wang Qi didn't have a hard time at the beginning of the Shangshui Sword, but he didn't break it with all his strength, mainly because he wanted to find the right time to make a move, who knew that Yang Xiao and the big hammer would be defeated so quickly, he had a big headache, and when he made a few sword moves, he broke through the obstacle and killed the assassin.

At this time, Zhao Kai seemed to have given birth to a sense of martial arts in a desperate situation, no longer afraid, holding the long sword dragon in his hand that was completely inconsistent with his height, colliding with the gaze of the assassin opposite, looking at each other, no longer afraid. The ghostly figure in armor strode towards Zhao Kai, Zhao Kai did not flinch, and at this time Wang Qi had also rushed to the front, and his self-created sword move Lieyang collided with the gathering sword at this moment, and after barely blocking it, the assassin swung two swords in a row at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to use, knocking Wang Qi back.

The assassin's bronze long sword was unsheathed, one big and one small were already extremely close, Zhao Kai swung out a sword, the assassin on the opposite side shook, and a hand knife slashed the back of Zhao Kai's neck, and Zhao Kai fell.

At night, the long wind whistling in the dim valley rolls by, and on the night of the full moon, the bright red blood on an ancient altar slowly flows along the ancient lines, and there are two children of similar age lying on the platform, one of which is Zhao Kai. There were three people standing around the altar, one was the assassin in armor, and the other was a middle-aged man with a white face and beard, a red robe hunting in the wind at this time, but the most strange thing was a wizard covered in black robes, he held a magic staff, his hands were raised high, and his mouth was chanting, after a few breaths, he stopped his movements, and looked at the altar with a strong look of appreciation on his face, as if he was looking at a freshly completed work of art.

The hoarse words drifted into the distance along the long wind, "The two royal seal bloodlines that have been inherited to this day have been successfully replaced by me, hahaha" A strange laugh sounded, and then the wizard coughed violently, and a bright red blood light appeared in the palm of his hand, "It is worthy of the two powerful bloodlines of gold scales and black iron, and the counter-devouring effect of the altar is so great." There was no worry in his eyes, only joy.

In the capital, the palace, and the harem where a concubine lived, a charming-looking woman stood at the door, and a little eunuch who nodded and bowed to accompany her, there were only two people in the whole palace, and the woman didn't know who she was telling to, so she opened her mouth, "When will Dun'er come back?"

The little eunuch bent down with a sincere face and said, "Niangniang, accompanied by Lord Yang, the head of the chamberlain, plus a golden fish dragon card that is the only one in Dafeng, no one must be able to touch the second prince." ”

This time, the bewitching woman did not reprimand her subordinates, but nodded slightly.

At the top of an attic not far from the palace in the inner city, several small silver-white tablets of unknown materials were placed in the middle of the room, on which the seals were engraved with unknown patterns, small and imperceptible, and as many as cow's hair, and at this time two of them were quietly changing in subtle ways with unnoticeable miracles.

Downstairs, in a quiet room, there was an inopportune conversation. "Now that the three princes have been captive, the prince who was most likely to inherit the bloodline of the golden scales is already in danger, but the so-called black iron evil consequences have not yet been revealed, and the situation is delicate. ”

"Previously, it was only an estimate, and the lines on the stele were numerous and imperceptible, and it was not until the princes reached the age of ten that the stele patterns were really colored, and the conclusion could be made. ”