The hoarse voice of the sword was like the order of the underworld urging the judge, as if it had broken through the earth from the ninefold netherworld.

The "Third Prince" patted Tang Yu on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Second Miss, stay in the car and don't make a sound, whether we can survive depends on the sky!"

Tang Yu smiled, pushed away the hand of the "third prince", and said with a disdainful expression: "God, I never believe in heaven!"

With that, she jumped out of the carriage first.

The "third son" sighed and jumped out of the carriage as well.

Outside the carriage, the two gray-clothed old men with withered faces no longer looked like servants at this time, their breath was vigorous, their eyes were like knives, and they stared at the white-clothed Mr. Zhijian who was standing a foot away in front of the carriage.

The red robe was like blood, and the bewitching Wei Qianling stood beside Zhijian with the qin in his arms, with a charming smile on his face.

Seeing the "Third Prince" jumping out of the carriage, Zhijian put away the dazzling Cangxiao Sword, and said politely: "Just stop the sword, I only know that Gongzi's surname is Lone, and I don't know Gongzi's name." ”

"Cangxiao Sword" is one of the seven famous swords of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and it is also a treasure of the town palace in the Cangming Palace.

The "Cangxiao Sword" is forged from the keel of the ancient divine beast Kui Long, and the blue dragon blood of Kui Long is used when the blade is opened, so the entire sword body flows with dazzling blue sword light.

Kui Long is an extremely rare race in the dragon family, the ancient records say: "The shape is like an ox, the body is pale and there are no horns, and the water will be wind and rain, its light is like the sun and the moon, its sound is like thunder, and its name is called Kui Long." ”

During the battle of the dragon hunt, a dragon who had practiced for more than 2,000 years was chased and killed by the Cangming Palace, and finally jumped into the sea with all his strength.

The matter has come to this, and Cangming Palace should have returned triumphantly. Unexpectedly, Cangming Palace sent more than 20 large ships to salvage more than a month on the seashore, and did not stop until the seriously injured and dead Kui Long was fished out.

The great swordsman of Cangming Palace took out the longest keel on Kui Long's back, supplemented it with the Heavenly Dark Iron, and after twelve years of hard work day and night, it was forged into this world-famous Cangxiao Sword.

The reason why the sword was recruited by the Cangming Palace, one of the biggest temptations was this Cangxiao Sword.

It's just that with the one-grade "pseudo-Qingxuan" realm of the sword, it is easy to kill a handful of hairs and the people of the Heavenly Eagle Dart Bureau, and it is effortless, so why use the Cangxiao Sword? Why use such a ruthless method?

Unless he wants to imitate the methods of the Demon Sect, blame the Demon Sect, and hide his identity.

The "Third Prince", who had seen the sword light in the sky, snorted coldly, and replied with a full sense of anger: "Lao Tzu's name is Gu Fenglin! Stop the sword, if you want to rob Lao Tzu's Jiaolong, just say it, why pretend!"

Zhi Jian was not angry, he touched his chin with the palm of his green muscles, and said with a smile: "Third prince, this is a bad word, this Jiaolong was born and raised, but it is not the cattle, sheep and livestock raised by your Tibetan Heavenly Sect." After thousands of miles from Wenyang to this northwest frontier, Childe disguised himself as a tea merchant, a beggar, a warlock, and a wine seller, and slipped away from under my nose several times. I always wanted to ask the third son, why did you always refuse to take off that mask and deliberately leave me such an obvious clue after you escaped so hard all the way?"

The expression on the face of the "Third Prince" was always hidden under the silver mask, and after a sadness flashed in his eyes, his tone was a little annoyed and angry, and he roared angrily: "If you want to kill, you will kill, if you want to kill, you don't have to worry about Lao Tzu's affairs!"

"Tut-tut, why is the son so angry? The childe's figure is so upright, and his voice is so seductive, I have calculated that you are a handsome and dashing young master! The slave family has never missed a man, why don't you take off the mask and let the slave family see the true face? Otherwise, as soon as my master takes out the sword, your life will return to the west sky, and the slave family will not have the courage to look at your pale and pale dead face!"

Wei Qianling not only has a bewitching figure, but also a very enchanting voice, soft, and sounds like a spring breeze for ten miles.

It's a pity that Wei Qianling's words are extremely mean, this is the case for Ning Yuan in the Drunken Sky Tower, and the same is true for Lonely Wind in the Wild Wolf Valley.

"Go! Ten moves to trap Lao Tzu to stop the sword, Lao Tzu is going to split this fox girl!" Gu Feng burst into a loud shout, the sword light on his waist shone, and his tall figure swept towards Wei Qianling like an arrow from the string.

The two old men with withered faces moved when they heard the order, and their four arms flung downward, and the sleeves of their arms from the elbow down suddenly shattered and flew away, revealing four silver claws with cold light.

What was jaw-dropping was that the sharp-looking silver claws seemed to have grown from the arms of the two gray-clothed old men, and the ends of the silver claws were directly connected to the skin of the elbows.

"Mobei Shuangxiao, haha, I can't imagine that today God forced me to stop my sword and be a chivalrous guest, first kill those horse thieves, and then kill the two of you who are the scum of the world, I don't know how many people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty want to erect a monument for me!"

The "Mobei Twin Owls" are notorious in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the two of them are a pair of brothers and a pair of terrifying demons.

Mobei Shuangxiao was originally a disciple of the Xiliang Xuanying Sect, but when he was escorting a caravan north to Youyan, he encountered a sandstorm, and everyone lost their way and was trapped in the vast desert. Ten days later, the caravan and the Xuanying disciples drank all the water, ate all the camels, and died.

At the time of their dying, in order to survive, the Mobei Shuangxiao brothers had the courage to start eating their dead companions, and after eating up their dead companions, they still couldn't find their way.

Then, Mobei Shuangxiao's eyes were aimed at his living companions.

In this sandstorm, only the two Mobei Shuangxiao brothers survived.

After tasting the taste of human flesh, the Mobei Shuangxiao was out of control, and specially plundered the caravan at the border from Xiliang to Youyan, they were not for property, but for food.

The Mobei Twin Owls are especially fond of plundering caravans guarded by dart bureaus, and they say that those who practice martial arts have strong muscles and chewy heads.

King Xiliang once offered a reward of 10,000 taels of silver to kill the Mobei Shuangxiao, for which many young heroes who had just come out of the rivers and lakes were buried in the belly of the owl. Perhaps due to the pressure of the bounty of the King of Xiliang, the Mobei Shuangxiao took refuge in the Tibetan Heavenly Sect.

The Tibetan Heaven Sect is one of the six major demon sects, and the demon sect is naturally willing to accept anyone, as long as the realm is high enough and the strength is strong enough, it will be useful, no matter what he has done?

Mobei Shuangxiao's eyes are red, rubbing his body and pounced, making moves to attack, and his footwork is extremely rigorous, which is the unique stunt of the Xuanying faction "Four Elephant Steps".

This "West Elephant Step" is an extremely advanced footwork, according to the East Canglong, the West White Tiger, the North Xuanwu, the South Vermilion Bird four elephants and change, each elephant seven nights, and according to the shape of the twenty-eight nights of regeneration and change.

The four silver claws of the Mobei Twin Owls attacked left and right, turning into four clouds of white light, coupled with their wonderful footwork, they even forced the sword to retreat more than a dozen steps.

The Mobei Twin Owls cooperate seamlessly, and the tacit understanding is excellent, and it seems that they have the upper hand, but the four silver claws of the Mobei Twin Owls are always only a few inches different from the white clothes of the sword.

But even with such a distance of one or two inches, the sword was always unscathed.

Obviously, Zhijian is deliberately observing the doorway of the "Four Elephant Steps".

The sword is easy to use here, but the lonely wind is in danger there.

Gu Fenglin obviously underestimated the plump and attractive Wei Qianling, Wei Qianling is a genuine second-grade master, and if she didn't make ten moves, she used the mandarin duck to cut five or six wounds on Gu Fenglin's body.

But Wei Qianling always wanted to pick off the silver mask on Gu Fenglin's face, but he didn't attack with all his strength, the wound was not deep, and Gu Feng Lin could only hold on to more than ten moves.

The realm of Lone Wind is only four grades, which is not much different from Gu Tiannan when he traveled the rivers and lakes.

Tang Yu quietly took out three flying knives from the cowhide wallet on her waist, and she gritted her teeth and stared at the white-clothed man who killed Miao Fei and slaughtered the sixty-eight members of the Heavenly Eagle Dart Bureau, her eyes showing a fierce light.

Finally, she found an opportunity, and at the moment when the Mobei Twin Owls turned sideways at the same time, the three flying knives in Tang Yu's hands broke through the air and shot straight at the sword stop who was looking down to observe the "Four Elephant Steps"!

One into the eyebrows, one in the throat, and one in the heart!

If Zhijian is a pinch of hair from the Xiliang deserter who dominates the Wild Wolf Valley, then he will definitely die.

It's a pity that the sword is not a handful of hair, he is the first three gentlemen of the sword path of the Cangming Palace, and he is the Cangming sword god who has entered the Qingxuan of the sword.

If Tang Yu didn't throw out these three flying knives, Zhijian might still have the heart to play with Mobei Shuangxiao for a while. But Tang Yu's three flying knives not only swept away the interest of stopping the sword, but also angered this white-clothed god.

The grasshopper shakes the tree, which is ridiculous!

Zhi Jian put away the playful smile on his face, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he grabbed all the three flying knives that Tang Yu threw out with all his strength into his hands.

With another wave of the long sleeves of the sword, the eyebrows of Mobei Shuangxiao had already been pierced by Tang Yu's two flying knives, as if they had opened the eyes of the sky.

Mobei Shuangxiao still refused to look at him until he died, the gap between himself and the Cangming Sword God was really immeasurable?

The notorious Mobei Shuangxiao died under the flying knife of Zhijian in this way, and I don't know if Zhijian will receive the 10,000 taels of bonus from King Xiliang.

Zhi Jian gently held the remaining flying knife, and slowly walked towards the second lady of the Tang family with a grim face.

Where did the wild girl come from, so unaware of the height of the sky?

Tang Yu glanced at Miao Fei's corpse not far away, and said in a low voice: "Miaozi, I don't want to owe others, these three knives can be regarded as repaying your affection for me!"

Seeing that Zhijian easily killed the Mobei Shuangxiao, Gufeng was walking towards Tang Yu step by step, he used his knife to hold Wei Qianling's mandarin duck Yue, and shouted anxiously: "Stop the sword, don't kill her!

Hearing the hoarse shout of the lonely wind, Mr. Cangming Gongsan stopped his sword and did not stop.

Zhi Jian gently held Tang Yu's flying knife with two fingers, and his face was gloomy, with an awe-inspiring murderous aura, and walked towards Tang Yu step by step.

Stepping on the peak of martial arts and knocking on the gate of heaven is something that the vast majority of people who practice martial arts dare not even dream of. In Zhi Jian's view, any person in the world who cultivates and practices martial arts can see his volley flying sword technique of the sky with the sword light and the green dragon today, which is a blessing they have cultivated in their previous life. Even if he dies under the Qinglong Sword Qi of the Cangxiao Sword Immortal, he should have no regrets in this life.

In the eyes of a peerless master like Zhijian, ordinary people are as small as ants.