Outside the window, there was a gentle singing......

Out of the East Pavilion, the rain broke last night, the moonlight was just right, and the stars were long.

When the wind rises, the leaves fall all over the ground, half drunk and half awake, and the song is over.

The old housekeeper squinted, the sky seemed to be dyed by the glow, and in the red background, two lines of Gui Yan were arranged in a human font, passing by. A few ancient trees nearby, the branches stretch vigorously, blending into one in the background of the sunset, just like a freehand landscape painting.

Unconsciously, time flowed, and the ten people in "Spring Breeze is Not Drunk" have been fighting from afternoon to dusk.

The old housekeeper stroked his beard and sighed, such a beautiful scenery is fleeting. At his age, he realized that no matter whether it is a day or a lifetime, it is like a white horse passing through a gap. Why should the world suffer and fight?

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The singing continued, and Xiahou Yu finally took out his sword.

No one else can hear the meaning of the song, but he can hear it clearly. The singing is the Ming phoenix among the two phoenixes, who is in charge of delivering information and traveling thousands of miles a day. This is the secret words in Cao Cao's army: The lord is urgently summoned, 100,000 are urgent, and he orders to put down everything in hand and quickly retreat to the camp to gather......

The two phoenixes and three cloaks are all in the army, and all of them are masters. What was the situation that made the lord send Ming Feng and hurriedly summon himself back? Could it be that Yuan Shu, Lu Bu, and Liu Bei joined forces to attack the lord? Other than that, Xiahou Yu couldn't think of any other reason. None of these three groups of people will be Cao Cao's opponent, even if the two join forces, the lord should not rush to call himself, unless the three attack together......

Thinking of this, there was a sword groan, and Xiahou Yu's ancient sword was unsheathed.

The sword body is dark gray and dull, and the tip of the sword is a few drops of red.

The gentleman's sword in the hand of the gentleman wolf fell to the ground, and his wrist was already hit by the sword.

The gentleman wolf looked at his hand blankly, blood dripping, he really didn't understand how he was hit by Xiahou Yu's sword.

At the same time that the gentleman's sword fell to the ground, the short ruler that Ximen was left over, as if he could jump on his own, was embedded in the floor above his head.

The little wolf's sword was slashing at the ancient sword, and the blade of the sword was bent in an arc, almost at a right angle. Xiahou Yu shouted: "Get up!", and the bent ancient sword was slowly erected. Rao is Xiahou Yu, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he first resisted the little wolf's sword with three percent of his internal strength, and used the sword momentum to twist and turn to remove most of the strength on the knife to avoid the ancient sword being injured by the sword.

The little wolf nodded, he had to admire Xiahou Yu's wisdom, he had no choice but to fight for both sides. The most daring of these nine people is probably the little wolf and the king leopard, the king leopard fights for the fist, and the little wolf fights for his life.

With the sharpness of the little wolf sword, the unfathomable internal force of the enemy Xiahou Yu, if Xiahou Yu's sword is not bent, the result can only be a sword break. However, Xiahou Yu did not miss the plan and easily resolved this knife.

At the same time as the sword was compared, the scabbard in Xiahou Yu's left hand had already shaken apart Sun Wu's python whip and Sun Lan's pear flower spear, and the sword in his right hand turned around and stabbed at Wang Leopard's fist.

No matter how dare Wang Bao fight, he had to withdraw his fist, and his body stepped back, taking a step back.

Who knew that Xiahou Yu's move was false, and he never thought of hurting Wang Leopard. He calculated that Wang Bao didn't dare to take it hard, and the blade of the sword moved straight to Fang Hao's chest.

Fang Hao was shocked, it was obvious that his long sword could stab Xiahou Yu's right leg in an instant, but he was unwilling to take this risk. If this style does not change, it means that Xiahou Yu is injured in his right leg, but he can kill Fang Hao in one fell swoop.

There is only one life, Fang Hao is here to save people, not to send him to death, he took three steps back in a row and dodged this sword.

The flower boy secretly said that it was a pity, he could see it on the side, the reason why the five people had already tied against Xiahou Yu before, and then Xiahou Yu had the advantage in the next seven battles, and now he added two more masters but he still couldn't attack for a long time. The point is that they come from different camps and fight on their own.

With Wang Leopard, the strongest of the nine, and any two other helpers, it is estimated that it will be a tie. However, the number of people has more than doubled, and the results are still not much different.

This is human nature, who wants to die for others?

Sometimes it's not just a matter of being outnumbered that you can win.

With so many people besieging Xiahou Yu, the flower boy was ready to shoot the golden needle in the flute several times, but he didn't dare to shoot easily, for fear of hurting his own people.

Seeing Fang Hao retreating, Xiahou Yu smiled, he was sure that Fang Hao would retreat, so he didn't move his legs at all. The sword that stabbed at Fang Hao turned out to be a false move.

His sword, what he really has to deal with, is the judge's pen right away.

Among the nine opponents, there are robbers on Wolf Mountain, hall masters in the dart game, prodigal sons who promise a thousand gold, and head catchers in the government...... Only immediately, the highest status, the young master of the Xiliang Ma family, the actual leader of the largest family in Xiliang, can be regarded as a sect master.

So far, what he has done immediately is only a pair of complicated changes in the judge's pen moves and entangled with Xiahou Yu, and he has not used all his strength to make a killing move, obviously leaving room for it.

Immediately did not bring the thirty-six style brushing point acupuncture hand to the highest level, and he did have his concerns. The Ma family points to the acupuncture hands, passing on the male but not the female, and the son not the son-in-law, but Xiahou Yu actually can, and the degree of familiarity seems to be not much different from himself. This made him immediately jealous, afraid that Xiahou Yu would have something to do with someone in his family.

Xiahou Yu fought for a long time and refused to draw his sword. A sword has been unsheathed, instantly stabbing and forcing back several people, and the speed of the sword is dizzying. But when he stabbed at the horse, he slowed down significantly, so slow that it was incredible.

Immediately, the judge's pen was divided into left and right, and it changed six or seven times in a row, and Xiahou Yu's sword was so ordinary that it did not change in the slightest. But it's a sword that can't be simpler, and it can't be resolved right away.

The moment the pen and sword intersected, there was no sound. Immediately he noticed that there was not a trace of internal force coming from the sword, or rather, the sword did not touch his judge's pen, and when it looked like it was touching to the naked eye, in fact, it was still a little bit away, and the blade of the sword followed the barrel of the pen and cut into his right hand holding the pen. I can't help but let go right away, and if I don't let go, my hand will be gone.

If it is said that at the beginning, Xiahou Yu flicked away Wang Leopard's fist with one finger and forced Wang Leopard back two steps, which is better than the simplicity of internal force. This sword can be shot down without touching the judge's pen on the horse, and if it is so accurate and skillful, it is completely superior to the opponent in moves.

The top of the horse was like ashes, and the face of a baby was full of disbelief and horror. In front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't be sure whether Xiahou Yu was merciful, but he faintly felt in his heart that if Xiahou Yu added seven points of internal force when the pen and sword were far apart, the consequences would be unimaginable.

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When the ancient sword in Xiahou Yu's right hand knocked down the judge's pen, the scabbard in his left hand was finally caught by Sun Wu's python whip. He kicked away the little wolf's treasure knife, and with a drag of his left hand, with the power of Sun Wu's python whip, his body was vertically in the air. In mid-air, the other kick flew away Fang Hao's long sword. Just when the body was about to fall, the ancient sword was at the tip of Sun Lan's spear, and the whole person rose again.

A series of movements, all in one go, exquisite.

But this time, he was negligent. Luoyang peony Xuanwu Hall master, flower girl. The flower girl didn't make a move for a long time, because she was afraid of hurting her own people, and at this time, Xiahou Yu was in the air, which was the best opportunity in a lifetime.

The flower boy's flute twitched continuously, and in an instant, the golden needles were stirred, not to mention more than 20 golden needles, like a golden rain in the sky, scattered to Xiahou Yu.

The proprietress was stupid, in a flute, she was able to shoot so many hidden weapons at the same time, don't say you see it on weekdays, even if you hear it, you haven't heard of it.

Xiahou Yu had no way to avoid retreating, so he could only try his best to protect the vital point, and when he landed, there was faint blood oozing from his left shoulder, back and left leg.