Li Brown felt the blood in his body slowly flowing out of his shoulder, and at the same time, a stream of air was injected into his body. All he could feel was that his whole body was swollen, as if an earthworm was running through his veins.

Li Brown saw Dao Qi and Ying smiling fiercely, and the white mourning cloth on their heads seemed to be saying his final goodbye.

Suddenly, when his eyes went dark, he saw four or five people in official uniforms jumping down the hill on the left. In a flash, there was a sword sound in his ears, and the monster behind him let go of his mouth with an "ahhhhhh The sword returned to the hand of a white-faced, long-bearded swordsman in front of him with a "swish".

"Dynasty Swordsman!" the Ghost Father roared, signaling Seven and Shadow to flee hurriedly.

The white-faced long-bearded swordsman was not in a hurry to chase after the old ghost, he smiled in the direction of the old ghost's escape, and so, the moment the smile condensed, the flying sword once again rushed out with the momentum of thunder and lightning. The old ghost ran faster and faster, and the flying sword flew faster and faster.

Flying swords in the sky, snakes on the ground!

Just as the flying sword was about to be inserted into the snake's head, two powerful sword qi suddenly attacked. The magnetic field formed by the sword qi caused the speed of the flying sword to gradually weaken, and gradually, it forced the flying sword to stop. The flying sword hovers in midair.

The white-faced swordsman was calm, as if he was fighting his opponent out of thin air.

There was a thunderclap, and the flying sword accelerated and retreated. The white-faced swordsman stepped slightly to the left, holding the backward flying sword with one hand, and there was a purple rising gas between his hand and the flying sword that stopped in mid-air.

Two green-clad men with half-iron masks slowly walked up to the old ghost who was lying down.

"What a fool!" the man in green, wearing the mask on the right side of his face, kicked the old ghost in the head. The old ghost wailed, crawled over on his knees again, and began to snuggle his head against the masked man's boot on the right side of his face.

"Useless thing, get out of the back!" shouted the man in the left mask.

With the appearance of a powerful magnetic field and the reversal of the flying sword, Seven and Shadow and the four Dynasty swordsmen who fought against them all stopped. Hearing this call, Dao Qi and Shadow flipped behind the man in green.

"Dongtang Duanmu, Xitang Dongye, don't come to the two gentlemen!" said the white-faced swordsman with a smile.

"Cui Guard's current cultivation is afraid that he will also be promoted!" said the man wearing the left mask with a sneer.

Ying stared at Li Brown on the ground and said hatefully, "Two hall masters, they have ruined our plan......"

The man wearing the mask on the right side raised half of his mouth and said, "Shut up!

As soon as the three of them heard the sword pool, they felt a thousand scoops of cold sweat staining their clothes behind their backs. It's a place where even tigers and wolves are afraid of their heads.

The white-faced swordsman surnamed Cui saw that Luo Sheng and the three of them were obedient in front of the Hundred Skulls, and he couldn't help but sigh. In order to expel the evil cultivator sect of the Great Song Dynasty, it was not a small effort for the swordsmen of the Dynasty and the various factions of the Jianghu Scattered Cultivators to join forces. Now that Rashengtang is still breathing, it is not even as good as a lost dog.

The four people behind the white-faced swordsman walked up to him in unison. The right hand of the four people erected the sword, and the left hand was horizontal in front of the sword, and the formation began to form.

"It's kind of interesting for a seventh-rank cultivator to form a formation with four fifth-rank cultivators!" the man with the mask on his left face smiled at the man with the mask on his right.

The two in green did not dare to slack off. The two stood side by side. The wind picked up, and their clothes began to turn upside down. Wave after wave of intense qi returned.

And Li Brown is still shirtless in the middle.

The figures of the two in green gradually began to overlap. I can't tell if the person wearing the mask on the left walked next to the person in the mask on the right, or if the person with the mask on the right walked next to the person with the mask on the left, the two of them have come together and started to merge into one person. But it's not a person, the overlap between the two people can still be seen, and the moments are divided and overlapped.

The white-faced swordsman's sword was already in the air and began to spin rapidly. All four of them radiated light. The dazzling light gradually turned from a glimmer to a beam, from a beam to a wall, and began to scorch the sky behind them. And the speed at which the sword rotated became more rapid, and Li Brown only felt that the sword wind was deafening.

The figures of the two in green became more and more blurred, and as the flying sword of the white-faced swordsman quickly shot over, the light and magnetic field on the two of them also reached their maximum value.

A burst of light that shone brightly enough to make the sun shy flashed across the sky!

Flicker.

Everything is back to normal. Beware of the duel magnetic field, Li Brown, who was squeezed by the powerful sword qi, now felt a trace of relief. He felt that the previous blockage in his chest had been unblocked.

There were only five Dynasty swordsmen left in front of him. Scar and the rest of the people are gone.

Li Brown saw the white-faced swordsman walking towards him with a smile.

The white-faced swordsman slowly crouched down. He put his hand on Li Brown's vein.

He looked at Li Brown suspiciously, then at the snake bite wound on his shoulder, nodded slowly, and said, "'Haiyou is this Tinggu, Jinan has many scholars'." It's been a long time since there has been such a talented person in Jinan Mansion on Jingdong East Road, boy, are you from here?"

Li Brown looked at him and nodded slowly. Li Brown had already noticed that the official speech of the person in front of him had a Qi accent.

"One is that I came quickly and in time, this is still secondary, when his blood is faced with the vermicompost, it actually flows extremely slowly, so that the condensation clogs the vermicompost, so that the speed of the vermican in the veins is slowed down. The white-faced swordsman said to the four behind him.

After finishing speaking, the white-faced swordsman's hand suddenly probed into Li Brown's chest, and then with a swift palm, a long blood clot like a snake spurted out of Li Brown's mouth. Look at the blood clot, it is clear that there is a small snake wrapped in blood. Li Brown was shocked.

Behind him, Song Bing rushed over when he heard the sound.

"Lady Cui!"

The white-faced swordsman waved his hand, signaling that the intervening man would not bow down, and put his sword away.

"I heard what Lord Zhao said, so I came here to check. ”

The soldiers led the five white-faced swordsmen towards Li Brown's house. Li Brown slowly stood up, and his head suddenly became clear. Fighting a sword is not as important as repairing a sword, only the sword is not repaired, and there is a dead end.

He also wants to call for wind and rain, and without the sword cultivation that calls for wind and rain, it is a problem to save his life. Looking at the scar and the strange big snake, as well as the man in green with a bearded accent, Li Brown understood a truth, he had to live before he could take revenge. I can't save my own life, and it's futile to say anything.

This opportunity is a wonderful opportunity. The white-faced swordsman had a close eye for himself. Why not give it a try?

Thinking of this, Li Brown slowly turned around. He turned his back to the gate and began to walk towards the ash flat. He still has a few taels of silver and a suit, and has purchased the coffin of Du's father and Du's mother, and he wants to catch up with the feet of the white-faced swordsman.