Standing to the left of the questioning sword was a pock-faced man in his thirties.

As soon as the killing word fell, the pock-faced man didn't say a word, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and a six-point cold star shot out from his sleeve.

It was not the fallen people of the end of the world who shot it, not Yan Qingming, but - Zhao Deji, the son of the Nine Emperors.

Zhao Deji was taken aback. Just as he was about to flash away, he saw a figure flash, and a figure was already in front of him.

The man held the lower end of the scabbard with his left hand, took a square to his chest, and pulled out three inches of cold light with his right hand, and the cold star that shot out was right in the middle of the sword. After six crisp jingle bells, they all fell under the sword.

Looking at the man's face, it turned out to be a young man who was not even a year old.

The pock-faced man looked at the young man who blocked his secret weapon, and secretly surprised in his heart: "Your Excellency is-"

The young man who protected the Nine Emperors wore a sauce-red cloak behind, and his face had a childishness like a newborn calf, which was childish and elegant.

The sword was re-sheathed in hand, and his righteousness burst out with high spirits, and he responded calmly: "In Xia Yu Yunwen." ”

The pock-faced man nodded, with a terrifying look: "Yes, the Nine Emperors are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers around them." ”

After two words, the pock-faced man's face changed: "But you are still young, in order to avoid future troubles, I have to kill you while you are not yet a climate-"

This sentence sounds like becoming famous as soon as possible and killing people as young as possible, he is still just a child, and he must not be let go.

The figure of the numb-faced man flickered, and his figure rushed forward. Each of his hands reached into his sleeves, and two one-inch-long steel needles were already in his hands, and with a shake of his wrists, he threw them with all his might.

Yu Yunwen drew his sword out of its sheath and blocked it in his chest again. The steel needle was thrown on the sword, Yu Yunwen's right arm was numb, and the Venus on the sword splashed, making a sharp sound of "bell", and fell to the ground.

Without waiting for Yu Yunwen's reaction, the pock-faced man danced with his sleeves, and countless cold stars broke out of his sleeves, hitting Yu Yunwen like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Yu Yunwen is not frightened, not dodging, not dodging. The sword body shook, leaned forward, and drew three sword circles in front of him, absorbing the cold star in his own sword qi, and with a wave of the oblique arm, the cold star hit the roof of the building with the sword qi.

The young shopkeeper didn't appreciate Yu Yunwen's extraordinary posture, and didn't sigh at the great rebellion of the sword, but only sneered: "No matter how you say this, it will take a thousand taels to leave." ”

Zhao Deji, the ninth prince of the Ninth Emperor, looked at the sound of the sword and said the word killing to himself, and watched the pock-faced man completely ignore his identity as the prince, and hit himself with a hidden weapon in a big way, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back in a hurry, panting and muttering: "It's the opposite, it's the opposite, it's really the opposite..."

The sword-carrying man who stood side by side with Yan Qingming in front of the fallen people at the end of the world, his eyes fluctuated.

He only expected that Asking the Sword would not save the Ninth Son, but he never expected that Asking the Sword would make people shoot at the Ninth Son.

No one could have imagined that the courage of these traitorous minions had become so frenzied. If this continues, I'm afraid that it won't be long before even the heart of rebellion will grow, or that I have already conceived this heart, but I haven't had time to do it yet.

The occurrence of this kind of thing is tantamount to falling into a well and adding frost to the snow.

Asking the sound of the sword is also very smart. He had a murderous intent on the Nine Emperor Princes, and wanted to kill the Nine Emperor Princes together with Yan Qingming in this non-stop wine shop, but he didn't do it himself;

There are many things in this world, no matter what the outcome is, as long as you don't do it yourself, there is still room for maneuver. Even if there is such a case, the Nine Emperor Princes can escape, and they can casually find an excuse to clear up the relationship.

For example: the sword has no eyes, and it is careless.

For example, these rivers and lakes who have never been to the temple have bad habits that are difficult to tame, and they always have no king's law, and they like to violate the ban by force.

The sound of the sword seems to be extremely murderous, but in fact, he understands it very well. The killing of the Nine Emperor Princes, even if it can be done, it is not a "merit", at most it can only be regarded as the removal of stumbling blocks for Xiangye. Show loyalty in front of Xiangye, prove his ability, and invite a pet, so that Xiangye values him more.

But this is enough for the sound of the sword. It was already a surprise for tonight's trip.

Who let the sound of the sword come in the light of the sword and go in the shadow of the sword, who has been born and died outside for many years, and has made countless achievements conscientiously, but he has never been the most valued by his master?

Who made his master the most important is the "Ling Xuan Sword Head" Li Jianshi, and the immortal scholar?

The immortal scholar is still strategizing and planning the overall situation, and he will appear in the rivers and lakes when necessary; how can Li Jianshi, the "Lingxu Sword Head" who has never interfered in these grievances, does not even want to ask, and has always pretended to know nothing, can ride on his head?

Every time there is something good or reward, the first thing his master thinks of is always Li Jianshi.

The most difficult thing for Wen Jiansheng to accept is that Li Jianshi always refuses and always rejects, and finally his master rewarded the reward that originally belonged to Li Jianshi to Wen Jiansheng and others.

This made Wen Jiansheng feel humiliated. is like a woman who was broken by Li Jianshi and played to the point that she didn't want it, and was transferred to the bed where she asked Jiansheng.

If you have a complaint about the sword, you don't dare to say it, so you can only bury it in your heart, and you have to pretend to be happy on the surface.

Just because he knows that complaining in front of his master will make his master look down on him even more. Let everyone know that he is not convinced by Li Jianshi, that is, he is directly confirmed that he is not as good as Li Jianshi, and he is jealous of Li Jianshi.

All he can do is let him take action and prove himself with facts.

He doesn't say that he is stronger than Li Jianshi, at least not worse than Li Jianshi. He should have the same treatment and identity as Li Jianshi.

The same deep dwelling shallow. The same only hears of its name, but does not see its people. The same is not on the rivers and lakes, but there are his legends everywhere on the rivers and lakes.

He believed that after killing Yan Qingming and the Nine Emperor Princes tonight, he would be one step closer to this goal. He believes that if the master can have such an unshakable position today, he must have a pair of sharp eyes that can see his ability.

Beware of the sword-bearer who has fallen to the end of the world, he has no heart to accuse, ask about the guilt and ask the sword, and glance at one person next to him. Probably to take the opportunity to send a distress signal, or to move the rescuers.

The man nodded, turned and walked upstairs to the restaurant.

The young shopkeeper didn't stop him.

The end of the world has fallen, and there are no people.

From the time he recalls the past, the fallen people have always closed their eyes. Especially after finding that after Wen Jiansheng and others stood outside the door, the people who fell to the end of the world didn't even open half of their eyes.

He didn't seem to want to see anyone outside the door. As if he was afraid that the eyes of the people outside the door would be dirty.

But no one knew that his eyes were closed under the green veil.

He listened to the sound of sharp weapons intersecting in the sound of the pipa, felt the murderous aura intertwined in the sword qi, and knew that the young man named Yu Yunwen was already entangled with the person who rushed through the door.

He said to Yan Qingming: "Look at it, take a good look, what kind of world is this, from ancient times to the present, thousands of years of history, is there a darker world than this?"

Yan Qingming also closed her eyes.

He couldn't bear to look at it.

He didn't have to look to know what kind of world it was.

As the only remaining young master of Youzhou among the five famous families, he has a deeper understanding than anyone else.

But his thoughts are different from those of the fallen people at the end of the world. He didn't dare to say that it was wrong for the people of the end of the world to do this, he could only say that he and the people of the end of the world thought differently.

The people who fell to the end of the world wanted to kill the prince first and kill the son of heaven, so as to clear the evil obstacles in the world, sweep away the haze in Kyushu, and let this world establish a new master.

Yan Qingming does not have such lofty ambitions as the end of the world. After he is a family of heroes in the past generations, he doesn't want to watch the rivers and lakes repeat that bloody storm.

In that bloody storm, too many talented people died.

Only one young master of Jinling let 497 loyal people die for him. Even wise men like Yunmeng Mountain's Mo family Juzi are included.

This river and lake has been scattered in the bloody rain, and how many people can die?

Yan Qingming is a young man and an old man, and he is upright. But now he is like an isolated child.

This kid has more than enough heart but not enough strength, and he doesn't even have the strength to call himself "below". It can only be supported by his stubborn temper that no one can understand.

This kid would rather die tonight than give up and admit defeat.

He still stuck to his original intention: "I know, that's why I'm going to protect him! I'm standing here!"

The fallen man of the end of the world took a breath and said, "You go, for your chivalrous sake, I can let you leave alive." ”

Yan Qing said: "I'm not leaving!"

The fallen man picked up the bowl and took a sip of wine. No more talking.

Comprehending the meaning of the sword-bearer, the swordsman who wanted to sneak out of the wine store from the back of the building to move the rescue soldiers, but there were already people waiting for the rabbit in the dark outside the wine store.

As soon as he appeared in a hurry, two black shadows immediately went up. Before he could catch the call, he was beheaded by two black shadows in the blink of an eye.

Listening to the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, he lifted the corners of his mouth and said, "None of the people this Jianming wants to kill can't escape!"

The pock-faced man was speechless for a while, and there was no need to ask the sword to order, and the two of them had already taken the initiative to walk towards the wine shop.

The two of them had just stepped into the wine shop, and a sword aura fell horizontally at the feet of the two of them.

The man on the right turned his gaze to the person who drew the sword, and said in a cold voice: "Who-"

The person who came out of the sword had already raised his sword and pointed to the two people who had stopped: "Youzhou Yan rides the wind." ”

The man on the right had a flash of light and saw that this man was extraordinary. But he relied on the strength of the crowd and was fearless.

Drawing his sword, he said: "Sword Pavilion Zhen is kind, please give your Excellency advice." ”

Two figures flickered at the same time, and two swords swung at the same time. There was a bang, and the two swords and forks collided together.

At the confrontation, the man on the left also drew his sword and said, "Sword Pavilion Jia Renyi also asks Your Excellency to give advice." ”

Jia Renyi, as his name suggests, is indeed a false benevolence. While the two of them were competing, a sword swung towards Yan Chengfeng.

Yan Chengfeng had no choice but to push Zhen Shanshan away and dodge away.

The sword that Jia Renyi swung missed, shattering a table next to him.

The young shopkeeper glanced at Jia Renyi and said indifferently: "One hundred taels." ”

Jia Renyi ignored the young shopkeeper, and attacked Yan Chengfeng with Zhen Shanshan.

Yan Qingming could hear the movement behind her, and still stood motionless in front of the fallen people at the end of the world.

His heart throbbed. He died here tonight, it was his own choice, and what did it have to do with these two families who had taken care of him since childhood, similar to his brother?

He felt sorry for the two people who were traveling with him, and he was the one who caused them to be a burden.

He knew that those who stood with Wen Jiansheng, since they could survive so many battles, each of them must be first-class good players. A good hand in a good hand.

There are even many top players hidden among them.

Those people either have a career in the court, and want to use this "merit" to find an official position in the imperial court, so as to end the suffering of displacement in the rivers and lakes. Or want to make a name for yourself and take revenge. Or they expected that they would be implicated, and felt that it was better to kill someone than to be killed, and they wanted to avoid the disaster of killing themselves before they became traitors and henchmen.

There are also many characters who don't do anything and simply want to cause trouble.

Even if the people in this non-stop wine shop can resist for a while before the killing machine is fully launched, they can't resist it all the time. It won't be long before they are killed.

The strategy adopted by those people back then was to divide the troops into multiple routes, to defeat each one by one, and finally to destroy them in the encirclement.

The most typical example is the Jinling Yu clan. In order to punish the Jinling Yu clan, the henchmen under the traitorous ministers invested more than eighty percent, killed countless people, and were also killed countless times.

Tonight's Yan Qingming is already in calamity.

What made Yan Qingming feel even more desperate was that the mad demon who asked Jian Sheng refused to let go of even the Nine Emperor Princes.

Yan Qingming was no longer able to concentrate on it, and the emotions welling up in her heart turned from heavy to torment; Yan Qingming had to listen to all directions and always pay attention to the movements behind her.

Yan Chengfeng fought fiercely with Zhen Shanshan and Jia Renyi, dealing with these two good players from the "Eighteen Gates of the Sword Pavilion" alone, although Yan Chengfeng's swordsmanship was excellent, he was also in a passive state.

Judging from the current battle situation on the field, the passive Yan Chengfeng and Yu Yunwen, who was the first to shoot, will not be in danger for the time being. The real danger is Yan Qingming.

The one who asked the sword didn't look at the others, only looked at Yan Qingming. Tonight's Yan Qingming is much more important than the Nine Emperor Princes.

Killing the Nine Emperor Princes can only bother the master's favor in secret, but killing Yan Qingming, the young master of Youzhou, is a great achievement that can go directly to the heavens.

As soon as Yan Qingming died, the Youzhou Yan clan, which had only one incense stick, was in a state of nominal existence, and Yan Qingming was the last of the five famous families, and this battle was the final battle to exterminate the five famous families, which was of extraordinary significance.

The Nine Emperor Princes and other inconsequential people could be killed by others, but Yan Qingming had to be killed by Wen Jiansheng himself. Asking the sword sound in this way not only leaves a way for himself to retreat, but also shows his ability to fight well and take the lead in front of his master.

He can have so many first-class masters to follow, except for the orders of his master, it is not without his own reasons. He doesn't have the sword skills of Li Jianshi, but he has a mind that Li Jianshi doesn't have.

He looked at Yan Qingming, who was standing in front of the fallen people at the end of the world, and said coldly: "Young Master Yan, the fallen people don't want to take care of you, what are you still standing there for?"

Yan Qingming didn't answer.

He didn't have a word to say and ask the sound of the sword.

Asked Jian Sheng looked at the fallen people at the end of the world, and said with a smile: "Fallen people, leave this person to me-"

The end of the world has fallen, and people do not answer.

In his mind, the person who asked the sword sound did not exist at all.

Asked the sword sound, his eyes sank, and the corners of his mouth lifted. The figure has flashed into the wine shop.

Before the gray shadow, a cold light suddenly flashed. The sword was drawn and unsheathed.

His figure is castrated so quickly that it is difficult for people to distinguish it. Ordinary people can only see a trail of gray shadows where the figure flashes.

The sword body shook, and a sword came out on the left and right, and all the people behind Yan Qingming retreated. The sword momentum changed, and in the blink of an eye, it had already stabbed Yan Qingming's vest.

His shots are not as vicious as before, and can only be described as ordinary. He had a heart to take care of, taking into account the fallen people of the world in front of Yan Qingming.