Bao Zhu stopped killing, he was not a person who loved to kill, it was really a helpless move, otherwise he would not be able to lure Li Liao's four protectors out of their big array.

I saw a Dapeng bird flying above the high tower of the border city in the distance, and there was an old Taoist standing on it, a gray Taoist robe was neat and neat, and the bun was slightly loose, as if he didn't sleep well last night, and he didn't have time to take care of it in the morning.

The Roc flew back to the castle without landing, leaving the old man on the ground.

Lao Dao covered his mouth, brushed the smoke and dust around him with a horse's mane, and walked out of the smoke and dust: "

"Look at your knife path is a little familiar!"

Bao Bottle doesn't speak! Because it's easier to be recognized when you speak out. Staring at this old way, holding the knife across his chest means: Less set almost, let's start our life-and-death duel!

Lao Dao suddenly looked at the treasure knife with bright eyes and shouted: "Ren Kwai Treasure Knife"!

The whole body began to tremble, almost with a pleading attitude: "Chivalry, this knife is left, everything is not to blame!"

How did Bao Bottle know that this knife turned out to be the myth of the desert: the "Ren Kui" treasure knife in "Ren Kui ☆ Emperor Lotus".

Hundreds of years ago, in order to seize this knife, there were countless casualties, and it was finally collected by the master of the dust, and no one could take it again.

There is also a "Emperor Lotus" sword with the same name, and its whereabouts are unknown.

There was a saying at the time:

People are out, and ten thousand blades are lost;

Emperor Lian opens, ten thousand gold comes!

This pair of male and female heroes are invincible all over the world, one wins the sword in a competition, and the other asks for money.

But never kills. So the reputation of the rivers and lakes is mixed. There are even more people who want to learn art. Therefore, many sects have anecdotes about these two heroes, even portraits, statues, and even worship the two as gods and burn incense. This old way is one of them.

Lao Dao is like an old pervert who saw the poppy staring at the people's Kui treasure knife, Bao Zhu couldn't help but pay attention to the treasure knife in his hand, killing so many people and still not dripping blood, is this his own knife speed?

No, I'm not getting to that point!

Twenty zhang away, dozens of brave cavalry gathered, and their strong curiosity made them put aside life and death, and also wanted to see the demeanor of the master duel.

Bao Zhu was not in the mood to talk to him, it was still that trick, and it was also the "push cup and ask the cup" that Luo Yufeng had just dealt with Tang Jinyu.

It's just that this time it's very different, when the tip of the knife reaches Lao Dao's chest due to the increased rotation of his right wrist, Lao Dao's Buddha dust horsehair is as soft as water wrapped around the front end of the knife, and the knife was actually slid to Lao Dao's side.

This old man's figure was obviously a point faster than his own, and when he flicked his right finger lightly, the back of the knife was hit vigorously, and he continued to rotate to the right side of the bottle.

Bao Zun is accustomed to using double knives, using single knives, and this left hand always seems to be placed in place.

But here is the opportunity. Lao Dao only focused on the sword, and the entire portal was exposed to Bao Zhu's left-hand attack. It's almost at your fingertips.

Bao Zun said in his heart: "Although this old way is only the inferior of the four bodyguards, it is not so careless!"

So he didn't make a move, and pulled back.

This old man is very puzzled, why didn't he make a move on such a good opportunity?

The old man pretended to make a gesture, and put the Buddha dust on the right arm of the standing palm, with a smile on his face. It's completely a posture of eating the bottle. This made Bao Bottle very unhappy!

He looked around and saw that most of them were broken knives and stumps, and he was also a little disgusted.

When he saw a small "Cold Moon" knife that was about half the length of the treasure knife, he lifted it and held it in his left hand.

Lao Dao smiled: "What's the matter! You can't beat it with one knife, can you beat it with two? Then you might as well have two more hands to be more effective." ”

Bao Zhu just didn't speak, this stab was full of skill, and the upper, middle and lower three ways attacked at the same time. The Taoist priest defended quite smoothly, but small beads of sweat gradually oozed from his head.

If this continues, Lao Dao is not so optimistic. After all, he was still afraid that Shaozhuang was not, and Lao Dao also found his own problem and started his conspiracy.

This old Taoist called the "Remnant Silk Blade" is not a Buddhist Zen, nor a cicada, but a crippled cripple, and his right hand can use a sharp silk blade that is difficult to detect, and can easily cut off a person's head without pain.

Bao Zhu knew the poison of this thief, so he used the knife in his left hand, once your flesh and blood body was trapped by his right hand blade, the end of this hand and foot is a separation from the body, and it no longer belongs to you.

But for the treasure-level divine soldiers, especially the Ren Kwai Treasure Knife, it is the biggest nemesis of his silk blade. Therefore, after fighting for so long, this old way did not dare to release the silk blade easily, for fear that one step of caution would be cut off by the treasure knife, and it would be completely over, and even his old life might not be guaranteed. Now it's just a gamble that this man doesn't know the blade exists.

Bao Bottle became more and more courageous, and finally forced Lao Dao to retreat again and again, and it happened that a corpse at Lao Dao's feet mixed it up.

The Bao Bottle Treasure Knife changed from a split to a push and cut, and the teaching quickly exploded vigorously. The speed of the body suddenly tripled as before. This is also the killer feature of the bottle.

And that's not all, as the handle of his left hand slammed into the air with his accelerated right knee. Of course, it must be in the waist and legs to carry enough internal force, with the protection of the body, otherwise before hurting the other party, your knees will be scrapped first.

Before the treasure knife arrived, the wind blade of the imitation of the small "Cold Moon" had already cut off the entire mane of Buddha Chen, and it had become a bald mallet.

Xiao Hanyue's remaining strength was unabated, stabbing Lao Dao's neck, at the moment of crisis, Lao Dao could no longer hide his clumsiness, only to see his right elbow imperceptibly clamped inward. At the same time, like the little "cold moon" pounced on by a little crazy woman, the knife actually changed direction and attacked the bottle.

But how could the god-like "human kui" avoid the little crazy woman "Cold Moon". Even the knife and the people were chopped on the spot.

How could it be that this man glared unwillingly, how could I die at the hands of an unknown brat. No, it's a sword! I died at the hands of this sword!

The man's vitality was fading, and he was cut from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. In his right hand, two faint sparkling threads tied half of the cold moon.

Bao Zhu carefully lifted the Cold Moon Broken Knife, strapping a bracket in the dead man's right arm. The knife cuts off the bundle, and when the raised round button is pressed, the blade is retracted into the box.

Bao Bottle is another big drink: "good stuff"!

The faint sound of flapping wings approached. Bao Zhu stood slowly, still not discarding the "cold moon" that had been cut. This cold moon was cut even more "arrogant". The cutter head is shorter and sharper.

The Dapeng bird didn't leave this time, and ran to the corpse next to it and pecked at the eyeballs, which was very disgusting.

The person who came down was even more coquettish, and took a white handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, dodging the corpse, and signaled that the bottle would go to a spacious place.

That means I can't help but avoid the smoke and dust raised by Peng Bird, and I hate the smell of blood type!

I don't know this person, and I don't know what the road is. I only know that there is such a person, hiding by Li Liao's side and secretly protecting him.

It's also the person who is equipped with a silk blade hidden weapon, but no one knows this person, and no one has ever seen him make a move.

Li Fei felt a little uneasy in his heart. He said to Zuo Nuxia: "I'm afraid that Uncle Bao is invincible, and I have to go over to help." ”

Zuo Yuzhu was shocked and angry: "I won't let you go, you!"

As a result, the left woman was pointed, and her legs couldn't move, but her arms could still protect herself. I only heard Li Fei, who was floating away, say: "I've offended! Senior!

Li Fei also wore a mask, landed on the ground, and came to the middle of the two like lightning and hugged Bao Zhu and said, "Captain." You've worked hard! Let's go down and rest for a while, and then we'll talk about it!"

Bao Zhu knows that Li Fei's martial arts are far above him, and his silent and silent imperial skills can stab you in the back of your neck at any time. I don't know how to die.

I really didn't win against this man, so I borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and quickly "escaped" away from the scene, as if the sissy would not let me go. He was wrong, these four Dharma protectors (in fact, just a high-level bodyguard) all despised each other. There is no friendship, and anyone who dies will be replaced.

The clean "beauty" stood there and looked at Li Fei for seven breaths. Seeing that Li Fei was uncomfortable, Li Fei was also looking at the other party.

I saw that this beauty is indeed the appearance of a person, that is, standing in the pile of concubines in the palace, and it is also the head card of the emperor's bed that makes the emperor sleep badly every night.

But "she" seems to have an Adam's apple!