The sun shines on Yan Shan's face through the window, which is warm and comfortable.

In a trance, Yan Shan only felt that his breathing was miserable, and he couldn't help but be horrified, and opened his eyes in an instant. But the scene in front of him made him cry and laugh. A soft wattle was pinching his nose, and it turned out to be Li Ruoxian. There is also a Qianqianyu hand pinching his mouth, it is Wanyan Xue'er.

Yan Shan looked at the second daughter innocently, with a pitiful look of who I had provoked.

Li Ruoxian and Wanyan Xue'er spread their hands at this time, covered their mouths and chuckled, showing a smug look on their faces.

Yan Shan took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "Little lady princess, it's natural for Miss Xue'er to like to mess around, why are you also blindly mixed in?"

Li Ruoxian glanced at Yan Shan and didn't say a word, with a willing look.

After the episode, after lunch, it was time to rush back to Western Xia. The four of them rode out of the city and headed west.

Forty miles west of the city, the apricot blossom forest, is the only way for the four to go west. Walking outside the forest, the four of them coincidentally grabbed the reins and slowly walked into the forest.

After a cup of tea, the four of them stopped.

Yan Shan and Beigong Duge glanced at each other, and then said loudly: "Even if the encirclement has been formed, why don't you show up yet?"

Before the words fell, there was a crowd of people around, and hundreds of figures poured out, surrounding the four of them in the middle.

The crowd made a way, and a spirited old man in green shirt and a tall man in purple came slowly, followed by a man in a brocade robe and a man in green clothes.

Yan Shan smiled, everything was expected. The old man in the green shirt is named Lin Yuanyang, and he is the owner of Green Willow Villa. The man in the brocade robe is named Lin Qinghe, and he is the young owner of Green Willow Villa. As for the man in purple and the man in Tsing Yi, they must be the big bosses and the three masters of the Four Seas Gang. Needless to say, this group came for revenge.

Lin Yuanyang swept Yan Shan and Li Ruoxian with his gaze, and said coldly: "Duan Ziyu and Yang Zixiong died under the two swords?"

Yan Shan snapped his fingers and said with a light smile: "Not bad!"

Lin Yuanyang's expression was indifferent, his eyes were murderous, and he snorted coldly: "Then there is nothing to say, do it!"

Before the words fell, Yan Shan had already made a move, and the rusty long sword slashed through the throats of the three people. Yan Shan followed a strange trajectory, wandering among the crowd, his figure was erratic, and the black sword shadow was like a hell butcher's knife, constantly harvesting life.

Two sword lights, one blue and one purple, suddenly pierced the sky, and Li Ruoxian and Li Rendao also killed among the people, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and where they passed, blood stained the loess.

Beigong Duge looked indifferent and stood leaning on the sword.

The man in purple had a cold look in his eyes, and his right hand clenched the mountain chopping knife, killing Yan Mountain. Lin Qinghe's expression was indifferent, and the long sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath and rushed towards Li Ruoxian. The man in Tsing Yi was not far behind, waved the machete in his hand and killed Li Rendao.

Lin Yuanyang stared at Beigong Duge with a calm expression, as motionless as a mountain.

The man in purple has strong internal strength, the knife is fierce, and he has thirteen moves in a row, seeing that Yanshan is unavoidable, but when the knife falls, it is just an afterimage. Yan Shan was already two zhang away, and he took advantage of the situation to kill four people. The man in purple was furious and chased after him with a knife. But Yanshan walked back and forth among the crowd, like a leisurely stroll, and he was at ease. The man in purple was furious, upset and irritable, but he was helpless. Suddenly, a strong murderous aura struck, and the man in purple felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly waved his knife to block, but it was too late. The rusty sword slashed through the purple-clothed man's throat, and at the last moment of his life, a harmless smiling face appeared in his mind.

Lin Qinghe's body technique is secretive, his swordsmanship is exquisite, but his internal strength is far inferior to Li Ruoxian. If there is no encirclement, he is afraid that he will be defeated long ago.

Li Ruoxian's eyes were as calm as water, and he did not fall behind at all. The sword qi slashed through, and a splash of blood splattered.

The man in Tsing Yi slammed his knife violently, and besieged Li Rendao with many people, pressing forward step by step.

Li Rendao is a prince, how could he have fought with others like this? But at this moment, his newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, ignoring the bloody marks on his body, and fighting with all his might in danger, brave and fearless.

Suddenly, a gray figure swept by, and the rusty long sword slashed through the throat of the man in green clothes, killing four more people. Li Rendao's spirit was greatly lifted, and the tiger on the mountain was downhill, and the purple sword shadow flashed, unstoppable.

On the battlefield, the eyes are six ways, and the ears are heard in all directions.

Lin Qinghe couldn't help but feel a chill when he saw the man in purple and the man in green die in battle. At this moment, the gray figure suddenly appeared. The rusty sword was like a death scythe, straight to his throat. Lin Qinghe's heart was shocked, his body turned quickly, and he swung his sword to meet the rusty long sword. However, he made a very serious mistake - forgetting his original opponent. An arc slashed, the skull flew and blood gushed out. In the last picture in his memory, Lin Qinghe saw a headless corpse that was exactly the same as himself.

At this moment, everyone was red-eyed and pounced on the three of them like wild beasts.

Lin Yuanyang's face changed suddenly, his expression was desolate, and he said in a deep voice: "Beigong Hero, the old man has come to teach Your Excellency the tricks." ”

Beigong Duge looked calm and said, "Please!"

A cold light flashed, and the sword was unsheathed. Lin Yuanyang's figure flashed, turning into afterimages, and his body was mysterious and unpredictable.

The excited look passed in an instant, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and Beigong Duge swung his sword to meet it.

Lin Yuanyang's body shape changed, fast as a ghost, and the sword shadow fluttered in the wind, everywhere.

Beigong Duge looked calm, without a trace of waves. Let your swordsmanship be subtle and treacherous, and swing your sword to block it.

Lin Yuanyang's expression was indifferent, his eyes were empty, and he raised his internal force to the peak state, urging his true qi with all his might. In an instant, the figure disappeared, turning into a sword shadow in the sky, shrouding down. Between the sword shadows, the green energy is shrouded and hovering, mysterious and unpredictable, and it is very good-looking. The wind blows the willows, the sky is full of sword shadows, and the killing is invisible.

Beigong Duge let out a long roar, and his spirit instantly rose to his peak state, and the cyan robe was windless and automatic, and the hunting sounded. He looked arrogant, his eyes were empty, and he was the only one in the vast world. Let you spread the shadow of the sword in the sky, change in a thousand ways, and break it with a sword. In an instant, Beigong Duge exuded a sacrosanct and inviolable awe-inspiring momentum, spreading in all directions, straight into the depths of everyone's hearts.

Unconsciously, everyone was stunned in place, and involuntarily looked at Beigong Duge, with a look of worship in their eyes. Yan Shan and Li Ruoxian hurriedly urged their hearts, and only then did they stabilize their minds.

Beigong Duge looked majestic, a sword stabbed out, and the sword shadow in the sky instantly dissipated, and a cyan figure fell to the ground.

Lin Yuanyang barely stood up straight, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said in horror: "Artistic conception! Your cultivation has reached such a terrifying level. ”

That awe-inspiring momentum disappeared in an instant, and Beigong Duge looked calm, and said with a light smile: "It's just a fluke." ”

Lin Yuanyang asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

Beigong Duge smiled and said softly, "Why did I kill you?"

Lin Yuanyang snorted coldly and said, "The weak eat the strong, I can't kill people and be killed, it's understandable." ”

Beigong Duge sighed lightly and said slowly: "Your martial arts cultivation is not under me, but it's a pity that your obsession is too deep!"

Lin Yuanyang pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Are you sure you won't kill me today?"

Beigong Twilight smiled indifferently.

Lin Yuanyang saluted to Beigong Duge and said in a deep voice: "Go!"

In a short time, all of them disappeared into the woods, leaving only blood stains on the ground.

Yan Shan looked at Beigong Duge with a strange expression, and asked, "Why didn't the seniors kill him?"

Beigong Duge smiled lightly: "To kill or not to kill, for me, there is no difference. ”

Yan Shan frowned slightly, falling into deep thought.

At this time, two gray-clothed men jumped out of the forest and came to Li Rendao. One of them bandaged his wounds. The other said in a low voice: "Your Highness, all the dark posts in the forest have been cleared. In addition, the third lady of the Tibetan Soldier Mountain Villa followed all the way with eight masters. ”

Li Rendao looked suspicious and looked at Beigong Duge.

Beigong Duge smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, don't pay attention to it." ”

Li Rendao nodded.

After bandaging Li Rendao's wounds, the two gray-clothed men disappeared into the woods again.