Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hell's Knife Gold and Silver Palms
At the border of the Beiyu Imperial City, Chu Huarong struck the east and west, wanting to take Sanping out of the Beiyu Imperial City, but Beichen Yin had already expected it, and he succeeded in one fell swoop, facing the ironclad surrounding, the first person in front of the Beichen Dynasty blocked the road, and Chu Huarong and the two fell into a dead pass.
The people in the imperial city all said that the son of the king of Chu was a gentleman, but they didn't know that the son-in-law was secretly clever. ”
"Ha, it is worthy of the Third Emperor, it seems that I have won the plan. ”
In front of the desperate situation, Chu Huarong just smiled bitterly, and he knew in his heart that in order to deter the rumors in the imperial city, Beichen Yin would never let go of the two of them, so at this moment, even if he was caught, it was redundant.
Sorry, master......
With a sigh in his heart, Chu Huarong had already made up his mind in his heart, but at this moment, he saw the gate of Senluo's hell open, and the sword qi swept like a demon, instantly breaking through the northern corner army formation from the rear.
"The Hellknife opens the gates of hell for sinners. ”
With a cold words, the green sword flashed out from the military array, and the one-armed swordman, holding the hell knife in his hand, slashed the cold edge.
"Huh, master!"
Beichen Qingfeng drew his sword out of the sheath, and in an instant, he stepped forward to fight, and in an instant, the sword had collided for more than ten rounds. Then the sword was returned to the sheath, the person stood quietly, Beichen Yin and Kou Dao Fei looked at each other, and the atmosphere at the scene was solemn.
"At this point, it seems that my subordinates have died at your hands, and the hell knife that used to crisscross the northern corner, although it has a broken arm, is still so capable of doing it, which is admirable. ”
Beichen Yin had already seen through the identity of the other party from the moment he saw the flying knife of Kou Dao. In the past, there was a heroic man named Hell Knife in the Northern Martial Arts, who did things to kill crimes and eliminate evil, and was praised by people and had a lot of fame, but then he suddenly disappeared. Beichen Yin didn't expect to meet such a long-disappeared character today.
"The three emperors of the dynasty live up to their reputation. ”
The faint trembling of the Kou Dao Flying Death, and the more than ten rounds of fighting seemed to be evenly divided. But in fact, it is Kou Dao Fei who has been injured and injured, Beichen Yin's strength, Kou Dao Fei Fei thinks that he may be able to fight with him when he was at the peak of the past, but now he has a broken arm, he is definitely not an opponent.
"Rong'er, I'll entangle this person, you take Sanping away. ”
"Master. ”
"Let's go!"
Kou Dao Fei slashed again, sweeping away the obstacles to Huarong's advance, and then the hell knife pressed Beichen Yin, although Beichen Yin knew the other party's intentions, but grasped the odds of victory and calmly responded to the enemy. and then a few tricks, the two of them showed their own skills. Beichen Yin holds Beichen Qingfeng in his hand and responds calmly; the difference in foundation and transportation capacity makes Beichen Yin show the upper hand and stabilize the Kou knife flying death.
"Those who oppose the Imperial City, die!
The sword qi fell where the light was cold for three thousand miles, the sword flew back half a step, and the gate of hell opened again, slashing the sky-shattering sword qi with a single sword, turning the extreme cold into invisible.
"Well, did I underestimate you?" Beichen Yin's gaze swept over, and seeing that Chu Huarong was trapped in the military formation, it was difficult to get out, and with a cold voice, Qing Feng pointed at the knife again, "Today, you master and apprentice are buried together." ”
"Rong'er ......" Kou Dao Fei naturally noticed that Chu Huarong was in a predicament, but he knew that the enemy in front of him was even more important, the more difficult, the more dangerous, the more impatient, the opponent in front of him, he had to deal with it with ten percent spirit, and he could not be distracted.
"Hell in disguise!" "Hell in disguise!" The extreme move came out again, and the Kou Dao Fei increased his ten success powers, and the Hell Knife showed a blue sword, and a hideous face was faintly visible.
"Meteors leak thousands of miles!" Beichen Yin also responded with the same extreme move at the same time, and the sword rushed for thousands of miles.
The extreme move collided, but it was Kou Dao Fei's strength that was not caught, if he was a point, the corners of his mouth were red, Beichen Yin waved his sword again, and the moment of the law did not allow Kou Dao Fei to have half a chance to breathe, but a few moves, Kou Dao Fei's hands and feet were already bleeding, but he was reluctant to give up with a breath in his heart.
"Master......"
On the other side, in the face of the soldiers of the Beichen Dynasty, Chu Huarong and Lang Sanping failed to break out of the encirclement, and they were about to be captured alive.
"Your fighting spirit, Beichen Yin admires, but the king is defeated, and those who disturb the imperial city will be killed!"
Qingfeng is cold, and the next moment is to take his life.
said that it was too late, but it was fast, but I saw more than ten palms in succession, and the soldiers had already been hit before they could react, and the place where they were hit turned into gold and stone, and even those who were hit in the chest died on the spot.
"Huh, this kind of martial arts is a double palm of gold and silver?"
When Beichen Yin was surprised, he saw the woman chanting poetry again, holding a sword in the bamboo, floating like a phantom, and attacking the chain quickly.
"If the eye is blind and the heart is not blind, what is the use of the blind heart?"
The fast-attacking sword moves, coupled with the gold and silver double-street palms that broke into it, Beichen Yin was difficult to distinguish what the opponent could do for a while, and there was a hidden reservation between the moves. The woman did not fight, and after forcing Beichen Yin back, she immediately left with Chu Huarong and the others.
"Huh, the woman...... Unexpectedly, gold and silver are in the palm of the hand, could it be related to Lord Deng?"
Chu Huarong and the others escaped, and Beichen Yin did not order to chase after them. It was really the shock of the gold and silver double palm to Beichen Yin was too huge, and the death of more than 100,000 people in the past ten chieftains in the northwest was all because of Lord Deng, such bloody methods, no one dared to ignore the slightest.
"Now I am returning to prepare for the follow-up, Chu Mansion, it should not be saved. ”
And on the other side -
"Thank you...... Madame's life-saving grace. Chu Huarong looked at the woman in front of him, her eyes were blank, and she was clearly a blind girl. But for some reason, when she saw the woman, a nameless throbbing surged in her heart, which was a feeling that Chu Huarong had never had when facing the king and grandson of Chu.
"Superfluous words, no need to be polite. The woman turned her head away and said coldly: "I didn't save you, I just asked you something." King Sun of Chu, have you ever heard of this name? ”
"King Sun of Chu?" Chu Huarong looked puzzled: "Why did the girl mention her father?"
"Home...... Father?" Hearing this, the blind girl staggered back a few steps, facing Chu Huarong's direction, and then continued: "You say, what is the prince of Chu who is you?!"
"Madam, you?" Looking at the appearance of the blind girl, Chu Huarong stretched out his hand to hold the blind girl, but was thrown away by the blind girl with one hand, seeing the cold face of the blind girl, Chu Huarong also suppressed the agitated emotions in his heart for some reason, and said uprightly: "The grandson of the king of Chu is the father of the family." ”
King Sun ...... of Chu It's my father......
It's a simple seven words, but if the thunder shakes the blind girl's mood, the blind girl's hand holding the bamboo cane is now faintly unstable. As an old man who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, Kou Dao Feiyan can see the abnormality of the blind girl, but then when he looks closely, he faintly sees some similarities on the faces of the blind girl and Chu Huarong.
How could Rong'er and this woman ...... The prince and grandson of Chu did not say that his wife had died of dystocia, but ......
"How can this be, the faces of the two are so similar...... Kou Dao Feiyan stepped forward and said: "Madam, forgive me for taking the liberty of daring to ask Madame, what is the relationship with the prince and grandson of Chu and my disciples?"
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