Book 47: Ten Thousand Swords Are One
"Hide your head and show your tail? The weapons I use are hidden in the shadows, so how can you hide your head and show your tail? After so many years, I think you are living more and more back. ”
A sneer, accompanied by several flying knives, emerged from the void, dragging the cold rays of the Dao, like a small silver snake, lurking out, the blade was like a willow leaf, and the soul was also dead under the knife.
"Carving insect skills, dare to get an axe!"
As soon as Wang Lugui flicked his sleeves, the flying knives fell silently into his sleeves. The sword qi is ten thousand, contending, trembling, and ready to go!
Wang Lugui raised his eyebrows coldly, snorted coldly at his mouth and nose, his eyes scattered, but he did not catch the clues of the Tianlong Shizun.
Returned to nothing, hidden in form, shadowless and invisible, Wang Lugui fell into passivity.
"The growth of age has also made your tone a lot bigger. Although you have a strong inner yuan, you can't sustain the return of ten thousand swords for long?exhausted you, I am taking your grandfather and grandson back, and my mission this time is also completed. This word "carefree" is true, and the people of my generation have hollowed out their hearts!"
A few more throwing knives were shot, and the attack was not painful, but it was also impossible to prevent it.
"Tianlong, you old horseman, do you dare to come out to fight?"
Angry, but there was no target to vent, Wang Lugui was furious, his eyes turned, and he fell coldly on Wang Hao's body. Tianlong Shizun is as slippery as a loach, this young master of the Wang family, but he is the fish and meat on the board, and he can be slaughtered!
"Tianlong, if you don't show up again, I will kill the young master of the Wang family and let you bring a dead man back. ”
Wang Lugui's eyes were very cold, he looked at Wang Hao and never looked away, even though the fire elder with the broken arm was blocking Wang Hao's side, his body trembled, his head was lowered, and he didn't dare to look directly at him.
If you are angry, you can kill everything!
"You dare!"
A plain dress swayed out, blocking Wang Lugui's gaze. The Heavenly Dragon Lord is no longer careless, but instead is a gloomy spirit. "One knife, I will make a knife. If you take it, the sky is high and the sea is wide, let you swim, if you can't take it, then follow me back to the king's house to be punished. ”
"The Wang family is now the only seedling, if you kill it, what kind of face do you have, go and see the ancestors of your Wang family!"
Wang Lugui moved his murderous intent, and Tianlong Shizun couldn't delay any longer.
"Good!"
Wang Lugui raised his hand, pointed his fingers at the sky, and the ten thousand swords behind him shuttled and intertwined around him, condensing into a ten thousand swords gang.
His hair fluttered, his clothes swayed, and he stood proudly with one hand.
"Blood. ”
Tianlong Shizun's hands are together, the stem is in front of the chest, after the separation of the palms, a blood-colored knife is suspended in the chest of Tianlong Shizun, it is very charming, the light of the knife body is flowing, it can take people's hearts!
"Go. ”
A drop of blood from the tip of the tongue of the Heavenly Dragon World Venerable landed on the blood-colored knife. Suddenly, a violent aura swept out and rushed in.
There was no disguise, and there was no superfluous movement, the blood-colored knife shot straight out, not fast, but it dragged out a blood-red long line, like a terrifying bloody opening to the void!
"Bloody Blade!"
In Wang Lugui's eyes, the speed of the blood-colored knife was very slow, but that momentum sealed all the qi and could only face it. can be snatched, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, carrying a pungent smell of blood, coming towards you.
The movements in Wang Lugui's hand changed, and suddenly ten thousand swords were united, a giant sword was invisible, and the tip of the sword emerged from his chest and was pulled out little by little.
With the body as a sheath, the sword is silent!
"Boom!"
The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and the air wave is invisible and spreads out in all directions. The branches rattled, and the verdant leaves were plucked off, flying in the air, and falling to the ground. Broken walls and broken bricks, collapsed in response, and dust covered the sky.
Wang Lugui and Tianlong Shizun each protected their backs, and the wind howled, making their clothes hunt.
"Be careful. ”
Hidden in the dark, Tu Mo and his party, who were a little far away, were affected by that blow. Tu Mo gave an order, and used his body as a wall to protect the people behind him.
"Ding!"
The sun and the moon shine. Wang Lugui put his hands behind his back, his face was a little hideous, and he took a step out of the invisible giant sword, and the sword body was more than half revealed.
"Broken!"
The blood-colored knife was faintly defeated, and with the flick of the fingertips of the Heavenly Dragon Shizun, six flying knives attacked and killed, and the tip of the knife resisted the blood-colored knife that wanted to retreat. Seven swords in a row, Tianlong Shizun frowned angrily, and the blood-colored knife broke through the tip of the giant sword, penetrating through the invisible sword body.
"Kaka Ka Ka ........."
A stream of blood, the body of the giant sword trembled, and the pitch-black cracks filled the air, and it roared, unwilling to roar.
"Ten thousand swords return to the sect, ten thousand swords return to one, you can't support it for a moment. ”
The corners of Tianlong Shizun's mouth outlined a touch of coldness, and his eyes were even more ruthless.
"Where is all this nonsense!"
Wang Lugui's face was pale, and his throat was sweet, but he swallowed it back. The crack was about to spread to his chest, and the body of the giant sword was no longer visible from Wang Lugui's chest.
Qi was exhausted, Wang Lugui's shoulders trembled, and a blood-red light approached, which was very dazzling.
"Old Ghost Tianlong, you are so majestic. ”
A wooden sword fell from the sky, the tip of the sword pointed, instantly fixed the blood-colored knife, and the hilt of the sword was a touch of red spikes, flying in the wind.
"Receive. ”
The sudden appearance of the wooden sword, Wang Lugui, who was exhausted, finally breathed a sigh of relief from his mouth and nose, and after he dispersed the ten thousand swords and returned to one, his face became even paler, his body shook for a while, his steps staggered, and he almost stood unsteadily.
"Lao Fan, you're here. ”
Wang Lugui was a little weak and said.
"If I don't come, I'm afraid you and your granddaughter will die. ”
A gray-clothed man fell, standing proudly on the hilt of the wooden sword, his eyes lowered, looking down at the Tianlong Shizun. "Old Ghost of the Heavenly Dragon, do you want to live? or do you want to die?"
The tone is tepid, but there is a domineering tone.
"Yun Bufan, the affairs of the Wang family, it's not your turn to interfere!"
Tianlong Shizun's pupils shrank, and it was only a fraction of a fraction, and Wang Lugui would be restrained. He stared directly at Yun Bufan, and after a moment, he sighed silently, and the blood-colored knife was taken back.
Zhan, he is not much better than the king of Lu at this time. Retreat is really a helpless move.
If you fight, you die, and if you retreat, you live.
"For the sake of Xiaoyaozi's affection, take the people of the Wang family, hurry up. ”
The wooden sword fell leisurely, the sword body sank into the ground, and Yun Bufan stood still.
"Good, good, good. ”
In such a situation, Tianlong Shizun was not angry but happy, and after taking a deep look at Yun Bufan, and Wang Lugui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground to recover, he waved his sleeves and left this place with the trembling Wang Hao.
With the young master of the Wang family here, if he can leave safely, it will be the best.
"Old fellow, what did you think about what I told you last time?"
Yun Bufan jumped down lightly, and after his feet landed, he withdrew the wooden sword inserted in the ground and carried it behind him. He moved his pace, raised his hand, and clicked on Wang Lugui a few times before he spoke slowly.
In today's troubled times, there is no staying out of things, only where to belong!
"Little baby, since you're here, let's go in and sit together. ”
Yun Bufan turned around, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at a tree in the distance.
The collapse of the wall, the hiding place of Tu Mo and his party, was also revealed.
Middle-earth, Moyu City.
"Driving ........."
A carriage galloped by, and the wheels rolled and stirred up a puff of loess dust.
"Young master, Moyu City is now full of grass and trees, and it winds through here, and there are a lot fewer obstacles. ”
Mo Yun drove, and when his eyes turned, the soldiers in the city all raised their eyes, and a sense of slaughter emerged, which also made Mo Yun retract his gaze.
This is the soldiers and horses of the Southern Wilderness, all of them are in a state of combat readiness, although they have undergone some interrogation, Mo Yun finally drove into Moyu City.
"Tu Mo is about to send troops to come, even if Huang Tianxiao wants to give up this Moyu City, he still wants to make some appearances to confuse some people. ”
Xue Ruyan raised her hand and gently lifted the curtain on the carriage, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the vendors no longer set up stalls, less livelihood, and more desolation.
"Young master, we have arrived. ”
The carriage turned left and right, and came to a dark alley, Mo Yun put down the tight reins in her hand, and jumped out of the carriage, she looked around left and right, also waiting quietly.
"Xingshen, I've seen the young master. ”
A somewhat muffled voice remembered, and a black robe swayed out, his face was soft, and between his eyebrows, there seemed to be no emotion. The hair is scattered casually in the back of the head, and it is a little bohemian.
"Xingshen, it's you?"
Mo Yun was a little stunned when she saw the person coming, she glanced back at the calm carriage, but she bowed down and bent down at Xingshen. "Mo Yun has seen the second uncle!"
Xingshen was originally a dead man, but the Mo family's tricks were resurrected again, and from then on, Xingshen was no longer Xingshen.
"It doesn't matter. ”
Xing Shen waved his hand, walked past Mo Yun, came to the carriage, and bowed a little stiffly. "Young master, some of the obstacles on the road have been cleared, and the young master can return to the east with peace of mind, but when the young master left, the king was assassinated!"
"What, how is my mother doing now?"
Snow came out of the carriage like smoke, looking anxious, and his eyes were a little flustered. The eastern soil is now turbulent, the situation is turbulent, if the king of the eastern soil has a change, then the next middle continent, maybe even the middle continent is not as good.
Change the dynasty, and the east soil will no longer be the east land!
"The Wang family!"
Mo Yun hurriedly ran over, stretched out her hand to support Xue Ruyan's body and jumped out of the carriage, her expression was also nervous. The Mo family, and the kingship of Dongtu, are clothed with water and complement each other.
"Young master and rest assured, although the king was ambushed, the king's body is fine. It's just that the Wang family's actions are a little faster, and the young master returns to Dongtu, I'm afraid that it will be the beginning of the change of Dongtu. ”
Xingshen turned sideways and stood beside the snowy smoke.
"Hurry back to Dongtu and discuss with Huangtianxiao as soon as possible, if the Wang family is not removed, how can they fight for hegemony in the world. ”
This matter is imminent, perhaps the Wang family has already felt something.