The blood flower fell on the bladeless long sword, and the sword surface, which was still slightly rusty, was suddenly glowing.

Song Xiaoxiao was in the courtyard of his house, staring at the enemy in his own building, his sword eyebrows gradually flattened, but the slender five fingers of his right hand outside his sleeve suddenly tightened, with this action, the hand holding the long sword sent forward, and without any fancy stabbing straight at the copper bowl again!

At this time, the other wall was washed by the pouring rain to the quiet and uninhabited street, and one of the two carriages finally moved slowly and drove towards the gate of the Song Mansion, the sound of hooves and wheels was covered by the wind and rain without a trace.

The light of heaven and earth is boundless to this sword, and the rain in the courtyard of the Song Mansion is inexplicably more anxious, as if there is an invisible sun in the night sky, and the rain near the rain building is actually beginning to turn into white mist at a high speed.

It seems to be a sword, but it is actually countless swords that contain the ultimate sharpness of the world, the sword has no edge, but it hides all the edge, Song Xiaoxiao's powerful spirit stabbed at the copper bowl at high speed with this long sword, and then the lightning retracted, and then stabbed down again at a faster speed, and in an instant, it was even stabbing hundreds of swords!

The sword strike, which was countless times faster than the woodpecker pecking at the tree, landed in the center of the copper bowl in an extremely terrifying position, making a tuk-tuk tuk-tuk sound, because the frequency of the sword stabbing was too high, there was no discontinuity between the sound and the sound, so the people in the courtyard could only hear an elongated muffled sound!

At the same time, the five gray sword shadows that killed the swordsmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty reappeared in front of the light curtain of the bronze bowl, and kept rushing forward.

"He can't do it either!

The leader of the Qin army noticed that his face was getting paler and paler, and shouted loudly, at this time, these soldiers no longer need any discipline and glory to support their actions, they knew that they had to kill Song Xiaoxiao immediately, otherwise if they waited for the bladeless long sword to break through the bronze bowl and kill the ascetic of the ** country, they would never have a chance to kill each other again, more precisely, they would all die.

The dense rain of crossbows shot out again, and more than a dozen fierce figures attacked again, this time the elites of the Qin army appeared even stronger and stronger, because this was forced out of despair and tough.

But they still couldn't get close to Song Xiaoxiao's body and kill this terrifying great sword master, because there was a teenager standing in front of Song Xiaoxiao all the time.

Luo Fan kept moving on the rainy bluestone slabs, not moving and looking extraordinarily heavy, and every time he stepped on the soles of his boots, he would splash a splash of water, and with each splash, his spear would pierce the chest of a Qin army, harvesting an elite soldier of the Qin army.

Song Xiaoxiao seems to have reached the emperor realm, but in fact, he is one step away from a deep trench, and if he can't cross it, he can't protect his body, not to mention that he is now forcibly promoted to the emperor realm through Zangfeng, and his body is even weaker at this moment, and he forcibly ascends, knowing that this is also an inevitable result, which is equivalent to completely entrusting his life to Luo Fan, he always believes in him, just as at the beginning, Luo Fan has always believed in him, this may be the so-called friend, this time the two people who are friends at the first time can entrust each other's lives。

Luo Fan always stayed in front of and behind Song Xiaoxiao, turning himself and the spear in his hand into the net of death before.

As soon as his right hand dragged and sent, the blade of the spear pierced into the knee of a Tang soldier, and Luo Fan didn't have time to draw the gun, but his left foot bounced out like a flying stone, kicking the pussy of another Qin soldier, and then the hands holding the slender and slender handle of the spear turned around, and the spear was picked up from the bottom up, breaking through the abdomen of the third Qin soldier. Another figure pounced bravely, half-squatting on the ground, twisted his waist, held the gun with one hand and slashed fiercely, the light of the blade appeared, and he didn't know how many calves were broken.

The black mask has long been wet by the rain, and the breath that comes out carries a sense of wetness, but the eyebrows and eyes exposed outside the mask are calm as usual, and even seem a little numb, his movements are extremely simple, but the killing effect is extremely amazing, under the gun in front of him, those brave elites of the Qin army are like pieces of wood, constantly being cut down and kicked over.

No matter how dense the crossbow rain was and how cold the sword light was, he always stood in front of Song Xiaoxiao and did not retreat! Even if his shoulder was scratched by a crossbow arrow, even if the side of his leg was cut by a blade, he would not retreat half a step!

There was a loud and unpleasant sound in his ears, like an iron pot being smashed with a brick, and the bronze bowl in front of the ascetic finally shattered and shattered under the bladeless sword!

The ascetic's hat cracked at the same time as the bronze bowl broke, a hint of absolute color flashed on his dark face, the handprint changed again, and the rosary that had been guarding his body stopped spinning, and suddenly turned into a black snake, whizzing around the bladeless sword that was about to stab at his face, making the sword momentum pause.

Song Xiaoxiao looked at him silently, swept through the stagnant water next to his left hand exposed outside his sleeve, picked up a handful of rain and sprinkled it in front of him, and the five gray sword shadows suddenly began to buzz and vibrate with his action, like a real dragon about to break through the clouds, and he kept rushing forward!

The raindrops the size of soybeans fell on the bluestone slab, making a soft snapping sound, the new branches that were blown off by the wind made a snapping sound, and the courtyard also made a snapping sound, and the ironwood rosary that trapped the bladeless long sword burst out in all directions!

The dervish smiled bitterly and closed his eyes, and the bladeless sword slowly passed into the dervish's chest. Five gray sword shadows roared through the afterglow of the bronze bowl that had not completely dissipated, through the more than a hundred ironwood rosaries in the air, and re-condensed into a green steel sword, piercing deeply into his dark eyebrows, blood slowly oozing out, and a bitter smile froze.

Beside Song Xiaoxiao, Luo Fan looked at the enemies not far away, and slowly pulled the spear out of the chest of a Tang soldier.

Click, click, burst rosary beads against the walls of the beams and columns, and then fell to the wooden floor.

The fragments of the bronze bowl were scattered to the ground.

The elites of the Qin army who were still alive looked at the middle-aged man smiling in the rainstorm, and looked at the masked boy standing silent in the rainstorm with a gun, and their hearts were full of despair.

The sound of horse-drawn carriages came from the alley.

Song Xiaoxiao's brows slowly raised.

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In the south city of Chang'an, the most profitable Gouxing gambling house in the hands of Master Li has become a ruin, the smashed gambling equipment is thrown all over the street, and the chips representing silver money on weekdays are soaked in the smelly rainwater, no one dares to pick it up, on the side of the road, there are female children crying and shouting around more than a dozen gambling house stewards and guards who have broken their legs, but no one dares to curse those damned perpetrators with words, and they don't even dare to have a resentful expression.

More than forty Chunfeng Pavilion gangs in green clothes, green pants and green boots stood around indifferently, they were maintaining order, and at the same time announcing their presence to everyone in the southern city, at the front of the crowd, Zhao Laosi took a cyan handkerchief from his subordinates, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not have any smug and proud look on his face, but looked a little anxious, because he knew that although the Changle Gang took advantage of the situation to occupy a lot of territory tonight, the eldest brother was facing the ambush of those powerful enemies alone in Fengbo Pavilion Hengjie at the moment, and there was no one beside him.

The same story and similar scenes keep happening in the capital's various squares and cities tonight, pawn shops and brothels under the control of the city gate sergeants are smashed by a group of fierce men in Tsing Yi, and another group of men in Tsing Yi control the three outer rooms of the thin and tall man, and then directly bulldoze the three luxurious courtyards.

Tonight, the major forces in the underground world of the capital city took advantage of the tiger skin of the official mansion to all pour into the east city, and launched an attack on the leader of the old Song Dynasty, who had been in the capital for many years, and no one thought that the legend of the night was actually using himself as bait, taking advantage of the fact that the forces in the south and west cities were exhausted, and all the brothers in the gang were sent to control the overall situation.

After tonight, as long as the dead grass Lao Song is still alive, then he and his brothers can take all the capital in the night into their own hands, but ...... Chao Xiaoshu is alone tonight, and the brothers who have been with him for many years are not there, can he survive?

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In the northern city of the capital of the Great Qin Empire, where the heavily guarded Praetorian Guard was stationed, Zhang Ning, the general of the Praetorian Guard, looked at the two captains in front of him who were tied behind his back and sneered: "Li Changwei, should I call you Li San? Chen Jingwei, should I call you Chen Liu? I really didn't expect that there would be two leaders of the Changle Gang hiding in my Praetorian Guard. ”

Li Changwei was a middle-aged man with a mild temperament, he looked at his immediate boss and smiled slightly: "Do you really not know or do you not know? There are many people in the military camp who earn money from outside, and as far as I know, General, you seem to have some cadres in the group of sergeants who retired from the city gate. ”

Chen Jingwei remained silent, just staring coldly at Zhang Ning's face, as if he wanted to stare at this old face.

Zhang Ning took two sips of the tea bowl and said: "What's the point of talking about these things now? It's just a matter of fighting for some verbal skills, you two are just little captains, if it weren't for the face of counting dead grass, why would I want to talk these nonsense to you? But you don't have to think that you can put a score in front of this general by relying on the support of counting dead grass, this general only needs a piece of paper, you can't go out of the camp, as long as you dare to go out of the camp, this general can directly behead you without asking for an order, and you can't go out of the camp, and you can't go out of the camp, you can count the dead grass and die tonight." ”

"To count dead grass is to count yourself dead. He slowly got into the tea bowl and said indifferently: "So you are useless." ”

Li Changwei smiled and said: "Many people in this world have died, and my eldest brother will not die." ”

"There is no one in this world who cannot be killed. Zhang Ning stared at his face and said in a cold voice: "I have so many nobles in Daqin who want to appreciate the face of the dead grass, he doesn't want it, I want to see if so many nobles want him to die, how can he turn the tables in the rivers and lakes in a dark night!"

When the words fell, the door curtain was lifted, and the slightly cold night breeze floated in with a few raindrops, Zhang Ning was slightly stunned, and was about to reprimand angrily, when suddenly his expression froze, and he subconsciously stood up and saluted: "Gonggong Lin...... It's such a night, why are you here......? What are you?"

The short and fat Gonggong Lin looked at him with a smile on his face and said, "It's nothing else, it's just that I heard at the Palace Forbidden Gate that the Praetorian Guard raised the alert level tonight, so I came over to ask what happened." ”

Then Gonggong Lin turned to look at the two lieutenants who were tied behind their backs, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

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The torches in the camp of the Xiao Cavalry Battalion shone on the horse farm, even if the rain could not extinguish it, Chu Ren, the deputy commander of the Xiao Cavalry Battalion, stared angrily at the man with a Chinese face on the opposite horse, and roared: "Wang Si, you bastard! The sealing of the camp is a military order issued by the military department! If you dare to break into the camp, I will dare to cut off your head!"

The man with the national character face is extremely burly and tall, even if he sits on the horse, as if his feet are about to hang to the ground, listening to the reprimand of the deputy commander, his face is still expressionless, his right hand slowly strokes the iron spear by the saddle, and his eyes penetrate the night rain and look at a place called Fengbo Pavilion somewhere in the east city.

His name is Wang Si, the Changle Gang ranks fifth, when he was a dead grass relying on a sword to lay down a piece of rivers and lakes in the capital of Daqin, it was this person who stood beside Song Xiaoxiao every step of the way, and tonight he couldn't stand next to the eldest brother to block the arrow for him, only silently hoped that the kid that the eldest brother liked could do things well.

Wang Si looked back at Deputy Commander Chu Ren at the gate of the camp, looked at the dense soldiers, and said expressionlessly: "Lord Commander, I dare not disobey the military order to break into the camp, but since you tore off the promotion order with your own hands ten years ago, I have always wanted to fight with you, I don't know if you dare or not." ”

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In a remote and quiet room somewhere in the palace, a voice with a strong Hebei accent sounded: "Old Qin, you are an old man in the guards. Although you have already left your post in the early years, but you have been a guard for a day, and you have been a guard in the interior for the rest of your life, you are the face of the emperor, where should you participate in this kind of right and wrong? I know that you have a good relationship with Lao Song, but tonight you should know very well that this matter is a plan made by the master himself, who dares to stop it?"

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In the rain, the carriage slowly stopped, and it was only ten zhang away from the Song Mansion of the Fengbo Pavilion.

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