"Senior brother, please. Jiang Banyue was unwilling to take out the sword first.

"Hmm. Murong Yun frowned, this is a bullying drama, it is certain that he will be blackened by himself as a villain, he only hopes that he will not be too black.

"Hahaha, this kid actually let Senior Brother Murong take out the sword first, if Senior Brother makes a sword, will she still have a chance to make a move?" said Sword Sect disciple A with a sudden smile.

"She's only been here for a few days? Don't talk about swordsmanship, you ask her if she can write a sword character, I heard that many civilians are illiterate. ”

Sword Sect disciple Yi looked disdainful, in his opinion, these two people fought like a Tibetan mastiff vs a Chihuahua, of course, Murong Yun was a Tibetan mastiff.

"Murong Yun, I'm here to fight you. Chen Changle still wanted to stop her, but a strong arm grabbed her.

"Shuyi Tsuru. Since the girl was six years old, she has not called each other by her name again, which shows how angry Chen Changle is now.

really regarded the two children as siblings, When the second child took the sword, the girl almost turned her face with her father for them, and she never gave Chen Yan a good face until now, although Xiu Yihe was very heavy in her heart, but it was not as important as Jiang Banyue's safety.

"Do you believe me?" Xiu Yihe's gaze was as flat as water, and the girl looked at him, but finally softened by his gaze.

"Then I will thank my sister for agreeing. Without Chen Changle's obstruction, Murong Yun continued to move forward, and in a short period of time, the young man had already figured out a truth, there was actually no difference between shamelessness and shamelessness, since this was the case, he would take out his sword.

"Brake. "Murong Yunliang sword, his Fei Lian is a long sword, the young man likes long swords, the general sword is more than three feet long, but Fei Lian is five feet long, one inch long and one inch strong, the strange python-like sword body emits a faint cold light, Murong Yun's sword is very long, so he is very strong.

"You'll regret it. The young man drew his sword in Chen Changle's angry shouts, drew his sword without regrets, and Murong Yun was closer to a true Sword Sect disciple than Chen Changle at this point.

"The first sword is spring. "The character may not be so upright, but Murong Yun's sword is very upright, Lichun is not a killing move, attacking three sides and leaving one side, the gentleman's sword will inevitably leave room for it.

The spring breeze is blowing, the peach blossoms are blooming all over the trees, and the sword qi drawn by Fei Lian turned into peach blossoms in front of Jiang Banyue and bloomed, this flower bloomed very slowly, so slow that ordinary people would not be hurt by the sword qi if they chose to retreat.

Retreating and abandoning the sword to admit defeat, and not being injured and letting the other party win beautifully, this is undoubtedly the best of both worlds, but it is a pity that Jiang Banyue can't see Murong Yun's kindness, not because she is blind, but because fighting has never been a very beautiful thing.

"Poof. There was another sound of the sword unsheathed, and the little blind girl also showed her sword, and the scabbard was very long but the sword was very short, because only in this way could the edge of the sword be concealed.

Murong Yun and the other little girls stepped back and waited for the flowers, there was sword qi on the left and right, except for breaking through with stronger sword qi, he could only retreat, even if the young man himself faced it, he couldn't have any other choice, Murong Yun thought that one plus one must be equal to two, he didn't expect Jiang Banyue to really have a third choice, and this choice was light.

The sword that the little girl pulled out was a white light, not a gentle moonlight but the most blazing sunshine, Murong Yun's eyes were blind almost the moment she took out the sword, and the sudden darkness made the young man put down Fei Lian and screamed helplessly.

"Ahh Murong Yun gave up the sword in his hand and gave up hope of life, a cold light swept across the young man's neck, and his head flew up.

The sword is Xiu Yihe, he is also the beginning of spring, a hundred flowers bloom in the spring, as the most talented disciple of the Jianmen generation, Xiu Yihe only shakes out a sword flower, not a peach blossom is a snowflake, the winter is the end of spring, the sword comes with a three-point chill, there are many Jianmen disciples around who are as blind as Murong Yun, and their heads are flying everywhere.

"Xiu Yihe!" After all, Li Mubai's cultivation is higher, the speed of closing his eyes is faster than others, his eyes are not blind, but the sounds around him make him dare not open his eyes, he has reached the middle stage of cultivation, and his eyesight is more of a habit for young people, Li Mubai quickly took out his sword in one direction with his perception, and that was where Chen Changle was standing.

Life is already extraordinary and has the ambition of Lingyun, Li Mubai's IQ is certainly not low, today's things are obviously a routine, the people on his side are almost dead, and now the only hope to turn things around is the daughter of this door master, and the young man wants to hold Chen Changle in his hands as a hostage.

The girl's head was still chaotic, and the moment before Jiang Banyue came out of the sword, Xiu Yihe suddenly asked her to close her eyes and not move, she was used to listening to the other party's words, so Chen Changle's eyes were closed, but her ears could hear it.

Murong Yun's screams, the sound of Qingyun's sword unsheathed, the sound of the same door bleeding and falling to the ground, and Li Mubai's roar.

Chen Changle's perception was not as strong as Li Mubai's, but he could still sense the hostility of the approaching breath, and she was forced to show her sword as well.

"Stinged. "At the beginning, Chu Bai had already attracted thunder by swinging his sword with a sword on Qinghe Lake, and the girl had already arrived, and the shadow sword in her hand was a high-grade yin weapon, and the thunder under the sword was of course greater.

"Boom, boom. Countless thunderbolts broke through the obstacles of the house and struck at Li Mubai.

"It's hot. Li Mubai dared to look down on Sword Thirteen, this sword was his reliance, the yang qi dissipated the yin qi was long, and the summer was a sword in charge of the balance of yin and yang, and the space in front of him was cut off by a piece to isolate those thunder lights, and Chen Changle's body was instantly frozen under Li Mubai's sword.

"Let me go, or else. The young man stood in front of the ice with his eyes closed, he didn't say what would have happened otherwise, and everyone present should have understood the implication.

"Huh. Xiu Yihe's laughter was still so mean, didn't he care about Chen Changle's life and death at all?

"Tsk. Another person's bright sword answered Li Mubai's question, Yang Doudou used his only arm to make a sword, and the sword on the boy's back was the flying sword that cut off his arm.

Li Mubai's sword is the Qi Tian Sword, and it is also a top-grade Yin weapon like the only shadow, but this sword and the Heavenly Remnant are only staggered and broken.

It was not only the sword that was broken, but the head of the second prince of the Tang Dynasty also flew, the time was too short Yang Doudou only learned one sword, and the boy still used Lichun, what he shook was not peach blossoms or snowflakes but blood, Li Mubai fell, and his blood was sprinkled on the ground.

"Good. The cheering came from the edge of the sword washing pool, the cheering old man wore a golden crown, and Chen Yan stood not far from him.

"Where's the good?" the Lord of the Sword Gate smiled bitterly and withdrew his palm, the pool of water that had been projecting everything behind the waterfall like a big screen had now turned into a light blue again.

"Hello, I'm good. The old man with the golden crown took out a bottle of Huiyuan Kidney Treasure.

Not letting go of any opportunity to advertise, Chen Yan shook his head: "The apprentice is almost dead, how can I be good, but your son is still so happy to be Lao Tzu when he dies?"

"I am not happy as Mu Bai's father, and I can't be unhappy for the people of the Tang Dynasty. ”

The golden-crowned old man pointed to the white hair on his temples: "Every once in a while, someone wants to get close to that chair, and my hair is so white. ”

"These children are very good, even if the Sword Gate is gone, I will still be the Sword Gate. "The person in front of him is easy not to look at Beijing, Chen Gen and him have seen him once in ten years, and of course some things must be said clearly.

"You want to go! can you really go?" the old man with the golden crown looked a little surprised, and the two words in his mouth obviously did not mean the same thing.

"Wolong has entered the Nantian Gate, and the person chosen by the immortal stone has not arrived, so I can't help but leave. "Chen Gan's words are like golden stones, and his heart is as irreversible as golden stones.

"When are you leaving?" The two are also confidants, and the old man with the golden crown did not persuade him, but as the lord of the Great Song Dynasty, the old man must ask more.

"About winter. Chen Geng's eyes looked to the sky, where there were the sun, the moon and the stars.

"The minister thinks that there must be something strange in this matter, and the twenty-one officials of the Tianfang Mansion since Chen and the horse have all died under the canine teeth, how can this matter stop the people of the world from waiting for everyone?"

The country will die, there will be demons and good ministers, the officials in purple robes in the Jinluan Hall of the Great Song Dynasty are confronting Yu Xian Yaoyao, and the civil and military forces on both sides are also moving with the footsteps of the two, and the atmosphere is tense.

"Is there anything you can't say?" said Taichang lightly.

"Man was bitten to death by a dog!" the purple-robed official was a beautiful man, but his beard was now cocked with anger.

"Ordinary. "The rest of the leisure is still very bland.

"A lot of people were bitten to death by a dog. The purple-robed official accentuated his tone.

"Good dog. Yu Xian suddenly laughed, he opened his mouth to cheer, and a large group of people followed.

"The steward is mighty. "Taichang is a third-grade servant, but now many Zhuyi officials are bowing down at Yu Xian's feet, and many people are still sneering at the purple-robed man, looking like a group of vicious dogs.

"Ten thousand deaths. "A dog can bite twenty-one officials to death, not to mention a group, the bearded man can only kneel, of course, he is kneeling not Yu Xian, but the man on the dragon chair.

"Are you all going to kill me? Zhao Jie's dragon body was already weak, but now he coughed as soon as he moved.

"Little Xuanzi. Yu Xian waved his hand and a eunuch of the basketball team came out behind the dragon chair, beating his back, rubbing his shoulders, and the eunuch from the Biqu Pavilion was also there last time, he was still holding the golden spittoon in his hand, Zhao Jie gasped for a while and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm inside.

"Official, after the death of Chen Yuma, it was Liang Shang who was recommended by Guantianjian to take over the Tianjian guard, this person is the only son of Liang Lao Xiangguo, but he has no outstanding achievements, he was only a five-grade director before, and. ”

After a round of big health care, Lord Song's face was better, and the official family was quite resistant to beating, so another purple-robed official came out and continued to complain, this person did not have a beard, and his face was very white.

"Sun Jia, if you have something to say, you don't need to save face for me, and you don't need to give face to the court. ”

Zhao Jie glanced at the white-faced official with disgust, Sun Jia is the middle book of the imperial history, and the beautiful bearded prince Mao Yanliang is the Yin of Kaifeng Mansion, both of whom are Yu Xian's political enemies.

"I heard that the newly appointed Liang Junshou and Princess Anqing have a lot of ambiguities, and they have written their stories into a book. "The white-faced official said that you asked me to say this,

"What book?" Zhao Jie's face flushed, sickly flushed, Lord Song has no children and only one daughter, this daughter is Princess Li Yuanfang of Anqing, if she...

"This is it. Sun Jia took out a book from his sleeve, the cover of the beauty, and the title of the book was Da Song Hongxing.

"Is this book selling well?" the little eunuch brought the book up, and Lord Song flipped through a few pages, his face getting redder and redder.

"It's now at the top of the best-selling list. The white-faced official told the truth.

"Pounce. Zhao Jie stood up suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the dragon chair.

"Official, please call the imperial doctor. Lord Song was dragged down by the hurried eunuchs to rescue, the blood-stained dragon chair was originally made of gold, but at this time, it suddenly flashed a trace of demonic silver, this silver seems familiar.