Guo Xiaojiu said that he won, not that he really won, but that he seized the opportunity from Huangfu's hands and suppressed Huangfu's momentum with his momentum.

Huangfu also agreed with Guo Xiaojiu's statement, so he didn't answer, but just discarded the dagger in his hand.

The tip of the dagger was highly poisonous, and it didn't attack for the time being, so the battle in this rainy night didn't really end.

Now Guo Xiaojiu's hands are empty, he raised his hands and looked, a black line rose from his wrist and began to spread around, he was not in a hurry, let alone angry.

He took out a wooden box from his arms, and the box contained a small porcelain vase the size of a palm, which was given to him when he was separated from Zhou Ziheng, and Zhou Ziheng said that it was from the handwriting of the doctor Sun Shichang.

The shot of this top figure in the Tang Dynasty medical field will definitely not be an ordinary medicine, and he watched Yuan Ba eat a pill with his own eyes that day.

There were only five pills in the bottle, and without much thought, he picked one up and put it in his mouth. Remove the sac from your waist and swallow it with your head up.

I don't know if it's the wine or the rain, it runs down the corners of his mouth, down his cheeks, and onto the placket of his clothes.

Guo Xiaojiu was always smiling, his momentum was unabated, and he began to move slowly in the direction of Huangfu.

As if contending with thunder, the Great Dao Sword began to emit a buzzing sound, and the entire sword body trembled.

Huangfu raised his head and looked at the hazy starry sky, where there was half a star, only dark clouds in the sky, and endless rain, it was a rainy night.

He didn't have the timidity to fight next, even if this battle was no longer under his control, he knew that he might die tonight, but from Jiannan Road to now, he felt that death was worth it.

His trip was to enter the Turkic steppe, and almost the entire Tang Dynasty knew about it, so every time he killed someone, he would leave his name and surname, and he was proving to the woman in the Turkic king's tent that he had the right to be her servant.

It's a pity that when he arrived in Longdong City, he couldn't go on, and I don't know if she had admitted his existence.

A breeze blew, making the rain in the sky slightly offset, probably pulled by the wind, the Great Dao Sword no longer trembled, and began to staggering in the night, suddenly, like a lonely goose across the night sky, flying in the direction of Guo Xiaojiu.

Guo Xiaojiu's pace gradually accelerated, and he had already swept quickly on the city again, he stretched out a hand, and happened to catch the Great Dao Sword, which seemed to be bound with a divine power, and came with Guo Xiaojiu in the air.

What the sword points to, Guo Xiaojiu, is all in front of Huangfu.

In the eyes of the emperor fu, there was a slight shock, this sword, he has heard of it, this sword is called seven certificates!

It is the seven certificates of the sword saint Pei Min in Luoyang City, and tonight, the head of Longdong City, is the seven certificates of the Dao Sword in Guo Xiaojiu's hand.

It's not a flying sword, it's better than a flying sword!

The sound of the sword was like the cry of a lone eagle, piercing the rain curtain and the rainy night of Longdong City.

All over the city, there is the sound of swords!

"Seven certificates of sword name!" Guo Xiaojiu was already within three zhang of Huangfu's body, and he chose to use the seven certificates when he had the upper hand in both momentum and opportunity, just to defeat the enemy with one move.

Under the city of Longdong, five hundred ironclad guards held their swords and raised their eyes to look at the city, all of them full of fear.

No one dared to think of climbing to the top of the city anymore, at least now was not the time, the five hundred ironclad guards began to slowly retreat, and the military headquarters sent an order to temporarily retreat to the middle of the city and not to approach the city.

If the trembling sound of the Great Dao Sword lying in the rain before was like a child's cry, then the current sword roar has far exceeded the thunder in the sky.

Not to argue with thunder, but to disdain to argue with thunder, because it is the sound of swords.

Guo Xiaojiu let go of the Great Dao Sword in his hand, he was very tired, his face was not much better than Huangfu's.

"This is the Seven Certificates?" Guo Xiaojiu suddenly smiled, as if asking himself, but he remembered that he had already answered this inexplicable question that appeared in his heart before.

That's right, this sword is called Seven Certificates, and the old man Pei Min's lifelong sword path is tied to this sword.

The Great Dao Sword suddenly began to spin under the rain curtain, and it was no longer more than a foot away from the Huangfu.

The rain in the sky followed the rotation of the Great Dao Sword, forming a huge whirlpool, right in front of the emperor, covering the sky and the sun!

The rain flowing above the city was also pulled by the qi engine in an instant, and it was swept into the torrent and became a part of the whirlpool.

Huangfu lowered his eyes, did not raise his hand, did not resist, he turned around, looked at the north, and further north, it was the border of the Tang Dynasty, beyond the border, there was the Turkic steppe, and in the Turkic king's tent, there was her!

Guo Xiaojiu came to Guannei Dao for a woman and fought with him in Longdong City.

He was also for a woman, thousands of miles away, starting from Jiannan Dao to Kannai Dao, his hands were stained with blood, just to prove that he had the ability to stay by her side.

He seemed to remember many years ago, the woman in the white dress, visiting the mountains, just looking back and smiling, he still remembered it vividly, never forgot it, and did not dare to forget it.

She said: "My name is Yunyan, and I am the woman of the Turkic Khan. ”

He cried for a long time, but he could never forget her.

So, when he heard that the khan had died and that a new khan had succeeded him, he took the list and began his journey north.

The sound of the sword had pierced his eardrums, and he woke up with a wry smile on his face.

The woman he loves may not love him, but he is willing to die for her tonight, just like when he chose to go north, without hesitation!

His eyes were firm, and he looked back at the earth-shattering sword: "I died tonight, I didn't be able to see you, I just hope that you can remember me." ”

I don't know how far away from Longdong City, there is a slowly flowing stream, there is a pavilion on the side of the stream, in the pavilion, there is a little girl in a black dress sheltering from the rain here, she holds a black folding fan in her hand that belongs to the boudoir object, the folding fan is very small, I can't see what material it is made of.

The pouring rain was still pouring down, and the air was very cool, not to mention that it was a rainy night in the north, but the little girl still slowly stirred the folding fan in her hand, and the fan danced and lifted the sultry hair.

Looking through the hair, the little girl is really beautiful, the kind of beauty that is smart. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes naturally bent into two crescents, and in front of her, there was a void illusion.

The little girl's gaze always stayed in the illusion, and the scene in the illusion was the majestic sword on the head of Longdong City.

She saw Huangfu, saw Guo Xiaojiu, she heard the words of Guo Xiaojiu and Huangfu, and also saw the firmness in Huangfu's eyes. It turns out that this is the so-called love in my sister's mouth, and it is indeed a terrible thing that cannot be contaminated.

The little girl suddenly stopped smiling, and the black folding fan in her hand stopped swaying, but even if she didn't smile, she was still the most beautiful scene in the night.

The little girl's name is Wo Shui, who came from the drunken immortal building in the south of the Yangtze River, and is now in the territory of Jingzhao Mansion.

Scourge took out a black feather from his arms, and in the void illusion in front of him, with a slight touch, the feather easily cut through the illusion and became one within the illusion.

With the sudden trembling of the entire rainy night, Guo Xiaojiu's pupils instantly dilated, and he looked at the Great Dao Sword in surprise.

A black feather pierced through the night, galloping forward, faster than the Great Dao Sword, faster than the Seven Certificates.

The path of the feathers is not only like rain, but also the air will burn out.

"Is it creation?" Guo Xiaojiu's hands trembled a little, in fact, his hands had been trembling since he got out of the Great Dao Sword, but now the trembling was more intense, he didn't think he had the ability to stop the black feather.

Huangfu also felt the hint of qi, but he didn't have a chance to be happy, because the Great Dao Sword was very close to him, and within a palm, that feather rubbed his sideburns and collided with the Great Dao Sword.

There was nothing magnificent, the head of Longdong City only trembled slightly, and the huge vortex carried by the Great Dao Sword collapsed in an instant, and the qi dispersed.

The Great Dao Sword was like an ordinary iron sword without a target, falling to the ground at the head of Luoyang City.

The black feather was still trembling, but it didn't move forward.

Huangfu sat on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief. He was very happy, it turned out that he would not die, as long as he was alive, he would be able to see her, and he would have the opportunity to meet her, so what he was born and what he entered was in the rivers and lakes, everything was so flavorful.

Tonight, he can't have the strength to shoot anymore, not only him, but also him!

Guo Xiaojiu also sat on the ground, different from Huangfu's bitter smile, Huangfu's bitter smile is death and life, and his bitter smile is always not.

"You can't kill me. Huangfu stretched out his finger and pointed at Guo Xiaojiu with a smile on his face.

I don't know where the strength came from, Guo Xiaojiu pulled out his saber and stood up strongly, even if he didn't have the strength to shoot, he was stronger than Huangfu.

"Aren't you afraid of it?" the emperor looked at him with a little surprise, and pointed his finger at the black feather in the air.

"I'm afraid, Lao Tzu still has a sword!" Guo Xiaojiu suddenly laughed like a child.