When Jian Lao said this, Zhu Jiannan's hand holding the teacup shook slightly, and then he looked calm and drank all the tea in the cup.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth is slightly special, and his handsome and delicate face looks like a white fox because of this smile. His voice was cold, and he asked, "Oh, how is that sword always going to kill me?"

Not many words, the sword elder has already made a move.

At first glance, there was a white sword aura, and the tea table was split in half. Fortunately, Lei Niu was on Zhu Jiannan's side, he reached out, hugged Zhu Jiannan's waist and took it back, and he turned around again and exposed his broad back to Jian Lao.

Since Jian Lao is the sword inheritor selected by the Mo family, even if his talent is not as good as those demons and monsters, he is not general. After years of practice, I am afraid that no one except Mo Sang knows where the martial arts cultivation has reached.

That sword was slashed out, and it used a superb sword, and its power should not be underestimated.

The tea table was cut in half, but when the sword qi hit Lei Niu's back, it made Jian Lao stunned. Lei Niu's scarred back was unskinned, and this kind of hard work couldn't help but be jaw-dropping.

"Let's go. ”

Lei Niu spit out a word, Zhu Jiannan understood what he meant, patted him lightly on the shoulder to be careful, and then shook the fan and smiled at Jian Lao, and went out.

The old man of the sword urged his feet, and his figure flashed to intercept Zhu Jiannan, but Lei Niu blocked him in front of him, how could he succeed.

I saw that the wind was coming, and the old sword couldn't help but stagnate, and the side sword went to block it.

As the saying goes, no matter how good your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives. But when Lei Niu's slap struck, he slapped Ximing's sword wound, but the result was not what Jian Lao thought, and Lei Niu's palm was cut in half. Jian Lao was like being hit by a brute bull, even if he sank down the plate, he was still directly slapped away. Fortunately, although the old man of the sword is old, his body and bones are not worse than those of the young man, and he knocked down the screen, except for the pain in the flesh, there is no other discomfort.

The old man soothed his shins, and then with a swing of his sword, his expression changed again, turning from a gentle and kind old man to a villain regardless of life or death.

"It turns out that the world's masters and juniors are wave after wave, and my old man is really an old man in the mountains and wilderness, lonely and unheard. But since the decision has been made and the people have come, it is not good to leave before the work is done. Little doll, stand it!"

When the words fell, the Ximing Sword emitted black qi, which was as good as what Mo Ming scattered that day. The speed of the old sword's body method made Lei Niu also can't help but be on guard, but beware is on guard, and if you can't prevent it, it's another matter. The old sword slashed through the sword, Lei Niu narrowly avoided it, and the master made a move, and a move failed, and he still had a back hand. Sure enough, the sword elder took advantage of the inertia of the sword to turn around and kick the thunder cow.

I thought that Lei Niu's King Kong would not be broken, and Jian Lao's kick would not hurt him, but the reality was that Lei Niu, a tall man, was kicked out by Jian Lao's kick and hit the wall directly.

Lei Niu climbed out of the wall, and the wall behind him already had a large pit in his shape. I saw him shake the dust on his body, lift his breath, and then stomp his feet and shouted.

That drink was like a roar and deafening. Not to mention that Jian Lao was shocked by a shout, and the guards outside the house were also in full swing, ready to kill in. But Zhu Jiannan outside the house was sitting on a Taishi chair at the moment, and he was polite in his arms, as if the rich boy was idle and had nothing to do, and he was in a daze in the yard to bask in the sun.

The guards were terrified, but His Highness was at ease, as if the danger had nothing to do with him.

The battle situation in the room became more and more anxious, and the situation was very different from what Zhu Jiannan had guessed. The sword elder became more and more courageous, and the sword became sharper and sharper. Lei Niu began to struggle, and could only barely parry, and even began to gasp slightly.

"Hongmeng Celestial?"

Lei Niu spoke, still only half an unfinished sentence in the eyes of others. Jian Lao understood this sentence, he was asking about his own cultivation. Jian Lao waved his sword again, although he looked at the moment that the wind was light, but the real situation was that the account was already painful. If you don't solve this Xindu man soon, I'm afraid that my old bones will be unbearable.

"Realm, is it so important, can win, can win, can kill, Bai Ding doesn't matter!"

The words fell, the momentum changed again, Lei Niu couldn't help frowning and opening his eyes angrily, he thought he had seen it wrong, what he saw in his eyes, the room began to slowly darken. It's not that the light is insufficient, it's that a faint ink color begins to flow in the room.

"Amorous Swordsmanship - A Thousand Words on a Piece of Paper!"

It's also interesting, even if it's like the sword elder, it's also a self-reporting move before making a ruthless move, as if he's afraid that others won't know the name of the sword move.

As soon as the sword pointed forward, the faint ink-colored colors around him began to condense, turning into hundreds of ink-colored blades. Then the Ximing Sword slashed downward, and those ink-colored blades flew towards the Thunder Bull with the sound of the wind.

How did Lei Niu see such a posture, he had seen the Mo family's Mo Yu swordsmanship many times, but he had never seen this move. The inky blades stabbed him, but this time he didn't feel the same as before, and he began to bleed. Lei Niu's hard kung fu was broken?

But if you look closely, those wounds are really dispensable, and when the ink-colored blade pierces Lei Niu's body, the hole pierced is no different from the one blown out by the embroidery needle. The blood was just drops of blood, and it was also because of the number that it looked a little miserable.

Lei Niu shouted, and then his body straightened, and those ink-colored blades were instantly dispersed by the energy emitted by Lei Niu. At the same time, the old sword walked unsteadily, took a few steps back, pressed his sword against the ground, and then pressed his left hand on his heart, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of black blood spit out.

Lei Niu also knew that Jian Lao was a character and should not be underestimated, so he opened his mouth to ask, and his voice was like a bell.

"Your Highness!"

Others didn't understand what it meant, but Zhu Jiannan, who was outside the house, naturally understood. His brows furrowed, and his eyes couldn't help but show doubt. Naturally, he didn't know what kind of character Jian Lao was, he just thought that he was a respected guest of the Mo family, and that's it.

Lei Niu's temperament couldn't be more understood, although Zhu Jiannan was puzzled, he also agreed: "But!"

Hearing His Royal Highness's response, Lei Niu closed his eyes, and then took another step to the side with his right foot, and when he stepped down, the stone slab shattered.

Clenched his hands into fists in front of his chest, and then said "drink", while his fists were thrown to the sides hard, full of momentum.

"Die!"

Lei Niu spit out such a word again, this word is not a joke, and Jian Lao will not think that such a taciturn junior will still laugh when he fights to the death. Observing carefully, sure enough, the breath of this Xindu man changed, and the feeling of oppression from him couldn't help but make it difficult to breathe.

The old sword stabilized his body and stood upright, and then the Ximing sword was erected, and the charm of his eyes added another three points.

"The old man can't kill four people in his life, and today he planned to kill Zhu Jiannan to make one hand, but now it seems that I am afraid that there will be more hands. ”

"Just cut off one of your fingers. ”

If Zhu Jiannan heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought about it. I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that this dumb babe can still laugh, or when he fights for life and death.

Jian Lao stopped talking nonsense, his figure flashed behind Lei Niu, and a sword stabbed out, not the back of the heart, but his right side of the waist. Lei Niu sensed that his breath was wrong, and Jian Lao couldn't imagine that a giant like Lei Niu was big, but his movements were not slow. Jian Lao stabbed out with a sword, he had already turned around, and he was stunned that Lei Niu's movements were not slow, but still half a beat slower, and the Ximing sword slashed across his side waist, adding an extra blood mark to him.

Is this a success?

If he really succeeded, Jian Lao would not frown like that.

All the sword elder could do was to add a little more strength to his feet and distance himself from Lei Niu. But helplessly, his assassin flaw had been caught by Lei Niu, and he saw Lei Niu clasping his fists together and making a hammer and smashing it straight down.

Jian Lao couldn't dodge, and his back was directly hit by Lei Niu's hammer, and the pain made him snort. Fortunately, when Lei Niu made another move, Jian Lao rolled and distanced himself from him, although he avoided the fate of being hammered again, but the pain in his lumbar vertebrae made it take a lot of strength for him to stand.

Jian Lao couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Sure enough, there are too many demons and monsters in the world outside. If the old man had come out a few years ago, he might have fallen. ”

"It's not too late. ”

Lei Niu spat out two words again, he really looks like a murderer in the wilderness now, which is terrifying.

Jian Lao spread out his left hand, and was about to cut his palm with the sword, but he felt the sweetness in his mouth, and he directly mentioned it, forcing out a mouthful of blood and spitting it on the Ximing sword.

The style of the Ximing sword is not like a martial sword, but more like a literary sword. Originally, it was only a drop or two of blood, but this mouthful of blood was spit out, and the whole sword looked like it had no literati atmosphere. 51

Although the blood has been opened, the power of Mo Yu's swordsmanship has increased greatly, but helplessly, he is not a Mo family, and the sword in his hand is not Mo Yu's sword, and no matter how much blood he wipes, he can't exert the true power of swordsmanship.

But in this way, it is enough to deal with Lei Niu.

"Amorous swordsmanship - live up to the qing!"

It was a Mo Yu swordsmanship move that Lei Niu had never seen before, but when the old swordsman shouted the name of the sword move, he didn't have the bells and whistles, but he just saw the old man holding the sword and rushing over.

The two then fought, and Lei Niu blocked with both arms and attacked with both fists. And the sword is old, the sword stabs, the sword slashes, the sword splits, each sword will pick the flaws in the action of the thunder cow. If Lei Niu is an ordinary martial artist, the hard kung fu is not so terrifying, and he has died thousands of times.

But helplessly, even though the sword is old and exquisite, and every sword hits, Lei Niu only has a few small cuts on his body.

Just as Lei Niu was about to catch the stagnant gap of Jian Lao's move, Jian Lao's knee had already pushed up. It was an ordinary flying kick, and Jian Lao's knee hit Lei Niu's jaw directly, kicking Lei Niu away again.

It's still the same wall, sinking into it next to the humanoid hole that was smashed out.

Although Jian Lao was successful, his fate was even more tragic than that of Lei Niu.

His right knee was shattered.

Lei Niu climbed out again, patting the dust like a person who had nothing to do, twisting and twisting his neck, looking at Jian Lao's embarrassed appearance, but he was not at all proud.

He spoke, but this time it was not half a sentence, and he said, "Why do you want to die?

Jian Lao found a chair that was not damaged and sat down, he kept gasping, is it really old and useless?

He bent down, reached out to grab the pot of tea made by Zhu Jiannan, held the handle, and lifted it. I wanted to take a few sips directly in front of the teapot, but helplessly, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and when the teapot was lifted by him, it cracked. The tea soup in it is sprinkled on the place, and a faint tea fragrance fills the air, inhaling it into the nose and refreshing people's hearts.

Jian Lao couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, and said, "Alas, in the end, I can't drink a sip of tea." ”

Lei Niu didn't take advantage of the danger, he still stood in place, and asked again: "I will beg His Royal Highness the Prince of the World to let you go." ”

As soon as he heard that the opponent was going to let him go, Jian Lao sighed helplessly, and then said: "His Royal Highness the Prince has such a guard like you, I don't know if it's fortunate or unfortunate." ”

Lei Niu was puzzled and looked at Jian Lao.

Jian Lao was also a little satisfied with this thunder cow, and then said: "Hou Sheng, you are the personal guard of His Royal Highness the Prince, how can you be merciful to those who have evil intentions towards His Highness?"

Lei Niu nodded, and then said, "Then I'll kill you." ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed, and then said: "Okay, good, good, it's a pity, the old man is here to kill Zhu Jiannan today." killed him, and the two families of Zhu Mo were estranged. But if you don't kill him, Ming'er, Ming'er's tomorrow, and every day of Ming'er's will be in more danger. Therefore, the old man can't die yet, he can only kill you first. ”

Then Lei Niu nodded and said, "But you can't kill me." ”

"Oh, then, let's try it. ”

Jian Lao stood up, really, although he has a skill, but if he doesn't have Xiao Ruge, Xiao Moming's actual combat experience, after all, he lacks that experience. It's like a bow in your hand, but an arrow is pointless.

Jian Lao dragged his almost useless right leg and limped towards Lei Niu, who also walked slowly towards him.

Lei Niu swung his fist, and Jian Lao swung his sword. But this sword is another thunderous cow. That sword was swung out, and the aura was like a mountain and a sea, and Lei Niu was directly forced to take a few steps back.

There is only one sword, but one pair of fists.

Lei Niu's right fist ate the sword move, and directly connected to a left fist. The punch was fierce, and if it was hit in the chest, I was afraid that I would be beaten to death.

But the sword that was obviously blocked slid over again, and with a sword swing, it slashed at the wrist of Lei Niu's left hand.

Lei Niu's left hand seemed to have been hit by a heavy object, and it hung down directly.

After all, it is a fighter who has fought for his life in a cage, no matter how tight he is step by step, he will not let go of a chance to make a move.

Lei Niu's free right fist struck the wind again, hitting straight at the position of Jian Lao's left cheekbone.

But the Ximing sword was so strange, it slid over again, and slashed again. This time, it was Lei Niu's right fist wrist, which also felt like a blunt hit by a heavy object. Lei Niu's right fist was directly slashed backwards, and he heard a "rattle" sound caused by the twisting of bones, and he was afraid that his right arm was twisted directly.

If it is an ordinary person, if the arm is sprained, it will naturally lose strength in an instant. But helplessly, this person is not an ordinary person, it is Lei Niu.

Directly, the muscles of his right arm began to squirm, and with a sudden urge, the green tendons burst out, and the blood vessels were like dragons. Still with his right fist, his right fist struck again, still hitting Jian Lao's left cheekbone.

But the Ximing sword was the same as before, slashing again, still with the same crushing power.

Punch after punch, sword after sword.

The two of them kept going back and forth in the area of three or four steps, Lei Niu was constantly punching, and similarly, Lei Niu was constantly being beaten.

Lei Niu took a few steps back, and distanced himself from Jian Lao, his wrist was cut by twenty or thirty swords, there was no wound, only bruises.

"Do you really want to die?"

Hearing this, Jian Lao couldn't help but be stunned again, could it be that he was still hiding something in this future life?

He happily asked: "Hou Sheng, if you don't urge it, even if the old man only has such a leg, it shouldn't be difficult to catch up with Zhu Jiannan, a sick man." ”

Lei Niu still made the same action as before, stepping to the side with his right foot and stepping on the gravel slab. He crossed his arms over his chest and threw them to his sides with a shout.

Lei Niu's aura changed again, and this time, the charm of his eyes was breathtaking.

The four eyes looked at each other, but Jian Lao couldn't help but tremble.

Although he has no experience in the rivers and lakes, Jian Laosheng is in the Mo family, and the things he has seen and learned make his mental power also good.

He steadied his mind and gripped the Ximing Sword in his hand tightly.

Although it was held tightly, the right arm had begun to tremble, and the tiger's mouth was already red and slightly swollen.

Lei Niu didn't make a move, but he turned his head up and began to roar.

In that roar, anger, unwillingness, hatred, and a hundred kinds of thoughts were all in one roar.

Zhu Jiannan, who was outside the house, heard this roar, and couldn't help sighing, as if saying to himself: "King Kong is angry, it's hard to be a ghost." ”