He stepped back until his vest pressed against the wall, and then he hurriedly slashed, but it was too late.

Directly cut his throat by the blade, and fell to the ground and died.

He skillfully threw the corpse into the shadow to the side, and then immediately ran a light effort, like a wind blowing, and soon caught up with the fleeer who was constantly changing direction.

The three of them all fell into the shadows of the wall, looking at the two people hiding behind the trees in front of them, not rushing to make a move, and quietly listening to their communication.

A weak voice said in a low voice: "Jing Shao, you go first, the fierce knife has laid a net of heaven and earth, and I can't escape." ”

"You spread the news that the peace talks were deceitful, and I will be blind to death. ”

"I can't make a move to abandon my brother!, and when I contact your tribe to rebel against the remnants, I have to rely on you!" replied in a straightforward voice, firmly, "What is the strength of the Fierce Sword?"

"He crisscrossed the northwest grasslands, and was originally known as the level of your Central Plains Evil King and Ghost King. ”

But then he rashly challenged the Living Buddha and fled in defeat, leaving an indelible hole in his heart. ”

Jing Shao groaned for a moment: "No matter what, if you encounter it, you will fight the fuck!"

He picked up the weak man on his back, ran out of the courtyard, and ran to the river, intending to abscond with the help of the river.

At this moment, the sound of a cold snort came into his ears far away, making him feel numb like a lightning strike.

He turned his head and saw a tall figure slowly approaching, carrying a saber and imposing like a demon god.

By the river and around the river, several figures approached, blocking all their escapes.

"Fuck it!"

Jing Shao burst into foul language, but did not rush to make a move, but observed the enemies around him, intending to attack the east and west.

"I've killed not a hundred, but eighty. "The fierce knife is plain and unwavering.

Jing Shao and the person on his back were just about to speak, when they suddenly heard a "Amitabha Buddha", and the crisp sound of the wooden fish went straight to his heart.

Everyone turned their heads in amazement and vigilance, only to see a small boat down the river, on which stood a white-clothed monk, with clean shoes and socks, clean and dusty, the whole person seemed to be out of the world, giving people the feeling that this is a pure place of Buddhism.

"Ruyi Monk ......"

The Ruyi monk smiled warmly and said, "The two donors, are you willing to leave with the poor monk?"

Jing Shao and the people behind him were silent, not knowing whether to believe in the Ruyi monk or not.

"Let it be. ”

In the other direction, the figure in the green shirt came with a negative hand, gloomy and gloomy, as if he had just crawled out of the Nine Shadows.

"Ghost King donor, don't come unharmed. The monk clasped his hands together, not shocked or stunned.

The situation changed dramatically, and the three of them worked together to move the whole body.

Suddenly, Jing Shao moved, he neither ran to the Ruyi monk, nor did he take refuge in the ghost king, he seemed to move forward, but he turned around, stepped on the stone bridge, and rushed to the opposite bank.

In this case, either side seems to have ill intentions!

As soon as he got on the stone bridge, he was suddenly stunned, because there was also a person standing on the stone bridge!

He has a cold temperament, white clothes like snow, holding a fan on his right, standing with his hands in his hands, quietly looking at the flowing water of the cold moon reflected under the bridge, as if forming an inseparable whole with the stone bridge, the bright moon, and the river, which is extremely harmonious and repels foreign objects!

Also a master......

Jing Shao's pace slowed down, and his expression was guarded.

Then he saw the other party slowly turn around, revealing a cold and good-looking face, the shaking fan, which did not change in the slightest, contained indescribable charm and law.

Lin Xi chuckled and looked at the Ghost King, Ruyi Monk and the others: "Who will fight me?"

The Ghost King's pupils contracted, and he shouted in a low voice: "Jade Dragon Princess, Lin Xi! Be careful, Xiao Meng, the Amazing God Sword, must also be there!"

"Jade Dragon Prince?" Jing Shao was shocked at first, and then rejoiced.

The moon and stars are sparse, the flowing water is murmuring, the stone bridge is crossing, and the confrontation of several groups of people presents a special quiet.

After hearing the words shouted by the Ghost King, Jing Shao could not hide his shock, and joy soon appeared in his heart.

After yesterday, who in the Jingshi doesn't know the names of the Jade Dragon Prince and the Amazing Sword?

They are chivalrous and brave, escorted thousands of miles, and the three of them are alone to ensure that Lu Shuai enters Beijing, and the two of them have many souls of famous masters!

Such a righteous person is worthy of trust!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Escorting Lu Guan, the commander who has the hope of the world, into Beijing made Lin Xi and the three of them have a high status in the hearts of most of the people in the rivers and lakes who are chivalrous and proud.

He carried his alien friend on his back and walked slowly to Lin Xi's side, seeing that he had no intention of forcing himself, his heart was settled, and he felt that Lin Xi was not a pseudo-chivalrous man who took advantage of others.

But he didn't know that he was almost completely ignored, and what really cared about him was Meng Qi who was hiding not far away.

As Lin Xi slowly closed the folding fan, it seemed that it was a long sword that was about to be unsheathed, a Tibetan sword with the charm of law.

The pupils of the Ruyi Monk and the Ghost King both shrank slightly, and they all thought of a person.

The sword emperor who forgets the sword, forgets the sword and gets the sword!

Could it be that the Jade Dragon Princesse has already reached this level?

In the face of Lin Xi, who has an extraordinary demeanor, of course the Ruyi monk and the ghost king are not willing to do it themselves, if they are single here, they may be able to take their own strength and give it a try.

But there are two other masters at the moment, why not wait for them to try?

What's more, the Amazing Sword Xiao Meng must be not far away, they don't dare to do it without permission, even if they lose both, they will be picked up.

One monk carries water to drink, two monks carry water to drink, and three monks have no water to drink, especially since the three of them belong to one faction, and it is almost impossible to join forces.

Under the suspicion of the two of them, no one moved, and they were very vigilant.

But the fierce knife had to move, and he had the heavy responsibility to kill the two boys in front of him, so that there was no proof of the matter.

He strode forward, each step as if it had been measured, the same length.

His scimitar rises, and the blade reflects the moonlight like a scorching sun.

His heart was calm, and as he took steps step by step, his momentum became stronger and stronger, and he almost had a terrible feeling of standing up to the sky.

Lin Xi looked at the demon-like fierce knife, and seemed to pinch his eyebrows helplessly: "It's so weak, Xiao Meng, why don't you do it?"

As he spoke, he turned his back to the fierce knife!

This is undisguised contempt, contempt, and that dispensable posture is even more arrogant.

A nameless anger rose in Liedao's heart, and he rushed straight into the mud pill, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth!

Too much deception!

At this moment, Liedao lost his coolness, and his heart rippled!

The Ruyi monk and the ghost king who were watching were even more shocked, and they didn't dare to be so big as they were themselves, and turned their backs to the enemy.

Is he really that strong?

Jing Shao had already walked in front of Lin Xi with his friend on his back, and he couldn't believe his ears when he heard the words.

The fierce sword is also a master in the world, why is the Jade Dragon Prince so big and so despised?

Could it be that he has absolute strength and absolute confidence?

A person walked out of the darkness in the distance, and he smiled helplessly: "No, he is not worth my shot......"

Meng Qi was never weak in pretending to be forced, and he directly hit the body of the fierce knife, and his fragile heart rose with boundless anger.

The mind seems to be gone.