In the vast night, the General's Mansion was silent.

There was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Walking in the courtyard, Yan Shan, Meng Tian, Li Ruoxian and Dugu Feng were in a very heavy mood.

Li Ruoxian looked at Yanshan and asked, "What now?"

Yan Shan took a deep breath and muttered, "I'll go back when I go." Before he could finish speaking, he had disappeared from his place.

After half a cup of tea, he suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, carrying a soldier of the Jin Kingdom in his hand. He placed the Jin soldiers on the ground and immediately unlocked the acupuncture points for him.

Although the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom were not shocked, they hurriedly hugged their fists and said, "The villain has seen Yan Shaoxia!"

Yan Shan snorted lightly, and then asked, "What happened in the General's Mansion?"

The soldiers of the Jin Kingdom groaned slightly, and said slowly: "The night before yesterday, arrows were fired in the general's mansion, and a sky-high fire was also ignited, presumably someone attacked at night. ”

Yan Shan asked again, "What else do you know?"

The soldiers of the Jin Kingdom said casually: "The young marshal led the troops to the Taiping Palace of the Shangqing Dynasty, and Miss and General Wanyan seem to be there." ”

Hearing this, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you!" As he spoke, Yan Shan waved his palm and cut at the back of the neck of the Jin soldier.

The next moment, the Jin soldiers slowly fell to the ground, without a trace of panic on their faces.

Yan Shan said coldly: "Rest tonight, and go to the Black Tiger Hall tomorrow." ”

The next day, the sky was overcast and the cold wind was like a knife.

A man in Tsing Yi hurried into a magnificent mansion against the cold wind.

"Back to the big handsome, Yan Shan, Meng Tian, Dugu Feng and Li Ruoxian are on their way to the Black Tiger Hall. ”

Hearing this, Wan Yan Mingcheng's expression became solemn, as if he was hesitating about something.

Wan Yan Qing clenched his fists slightly, and said loudly: "The child is willing to take a thousand iron horsemen to get rid of these four people." ”

Wanyan Mingcheng shook his head and muttered: "These four people are not easy to match, and they must not be underestimated. What's more, the terrain in the city is complicated, and the iron cavalry is useless. ”

Wan Yanqing was unconvinced, but there was no trace on his face. He saluted again and said, "Remember, child." ”

After Yan Mingcheng pondered for a long time, he said slowly: "Yanshan has a lot of prestige in the Western Route Army, and in order to avoid extraneous branches, the only way to do this is to give up the chess piece of the Black Tiger Hall." However, we must not turn a blind eye, lest the rabbit die and the fox will die. Qing'er, you go and mobilize the troops and horses, and set off in two moments. ”

"Command!" Yan Qing was just about to turn around and leave.

Wanyan Mingcheng sighed lightly and muttered: "It's better for Ben Shuai to go in person." ”

Black Tiger Hall Helm.

The four uninvited guests looked indifferent and went straight forward.

The Black Tiger Hall Gang was all like ashes, holding the ice blade tightly in their hands, and kept retreating.

"You're finally here. As he spoke, two figures walked out of the council hall, it was the Black Tiger Hall Hall Lord Chong Heihu and the Fourth Hall Master Pang Sheng.

Yan Shan said lightly: "It's still a little late." ”

"I was a little surprised to come to the door like this. Chonghei Tiger's expression was indifferent.

"Why not?" Yan Shan's gaze was calm.

"You really don't understand?" Chonghei Tiger couldn't help but ask.

Yan Shan said lightly: "It is precisely because I understand that I came to the door like this." ”

Hearing this, Chonghei Hu was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I was wrong." ”

"The result is all the same. There was not a trace of wave in Yan Shan's eyes.

Chong Heihu's gaze swept over the Black Tiger Hall gang, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Can you let them go?"

"As long as they don't make a move. ”

"Thank you!"

The moment he saw Yan Shan, Chonghei Hu already knew that this battle would definitely be lost. It wasn't that his internal injuries hadn't healed, but that he had seen the sword.

Of course, he will not be timid because of his internal injuries, and Yan Shan will not give up killing him because his internal injuries have not healed.

Perhaps, they are the same kind of people.

At this time, all he could choose was to die in battle.

Needless to say, a tacit understanding has been reached between each other.

The skewer-backed chopping knife suddenly came out of its sheath.

He raised his internal strength to the peak state and urged his true qi with all his might.

The five tigers broke the door and fought bravely in the world.

His eyes are resolute and he has the belief that he will win. Meteor lightning, wind and rain in all directions, flowers and willows, three knives in a row, like a shock, turned into a knife.

His momentum was like a rainbow, and the sword light slashed, as if there were five fierce tigers looming.

I don't know when, a long sword with a black body and no trace was already in Yan Shan's hand, sharp but not exposed, sharp but not endless, without a trace of murderous aura.

Yan Shan's heart moved, his expression became cold, his eyes were empty, his body continued to exude a strong murderous aura, and a terrifying killing intent was born in his heart.

Unconsciously, the body of the long sword, which was completely black and traceless, was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword aura, which was eerie and terrifying.

At that moment, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

He swung his black, blank sword.

In the first sword, he seems to be freed from the predicament, like a wild horse that has escaped from the reins.

The second sword, his eyes were empty, and a killing intent arose from his heart......

The third sword, the killing intent in his heart disappeared suddenly, his eyes were sometimes empty, sometimes blurred, a sword stabbed out, it was so freewheeling, as natural as a child playing, but it seemed to be integrated with all things in heaven and earth, it was so harmonious......

The next moment, the sword light met the long sword.

The sword light dissipated instantly.

The long sword was castrated unabated, and stabbed into the throat of the black tiger.

Immediately after, the sword was drawn, and blood splattered.

Yan Shan stood with his sword in his hand, and there was still no trace of waves in his eyes. The sword, which was black and untraced, was not stained with a drop of blood.

"Lobby Master!"

"Big brother!"

There is sadness and indignation in the voice, and there is indescribable desolation.

Pang Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Chongheihu.

The Black Tiger is dead, but it has not fallen. There is no anger, no unwillingness, and it is very calm.

"Come on, help the lobby master to the golden chair!"

"Yes!"

After that, Pang Sheng held a skewed back chopping knife and stood opposite Yanshan.

Yan Shan groaned: "Back then, under Chang'an City, you and I fought side by side, against the Heavenly Dao Sect, against the sharp soldiers of Qin, and the ghost soldiers of the Netherworld. ”

Pang Sheng said lightly: "So what?"

Yan Shan Zhengse said: "You are an iron-clad man. ”

"And then?" Pang Sheng's expression was calm.

"But I had to kill you. ”

"I know. ”

"Do you still have any wishes?"

Pang Sheng groaned: "My eldest brother is a hero, thank you!" seemed to be the answer to the question, but in fact, it was tacit. He laughed to himself, then added, "And I'm not." ”

As soon as the words fell, he waved his skewed back chopping knife and went straight to Yanshan.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Don't ask for a bang.

Perhaps, this is his last dignity.

Yan Shan smiled sadly, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.

The black, untraceable sword made a perfect arc in midair.

He swung his sword at him.

The two figures staggered.

Pang Sheng's lips moved slightly, as if he had something to say, but unfortunately, he couldn't speak anymore.

"Five Hall Masters!"

Pang Sheng slowly fell to the ground, his expression calm.

Yan Shan sighed lightly, and his heart was full of mixed feelings. He knew in his heart that Pang Sheng just wanted to say thank you again before he died, because he had fulfilled his last dignity.