"Boom!" The scream of the secret weapon flying at a high speed in the air made people's scalps explode. If he didn't turn around and roll on his side, he would probably die under the hidden weapon, and his death would be extremely miserable.

Now Jiang Xing was like a snake, sliding out sharply, slipping towards the place where the hidden weapon came from, with a cold snort, and the sword spat out a thousand white lotuses.

Two of the five men in black fell to the ground first, and the third person grabbed his sword with a "Zheng!" sound, unexpectedly him

The left hand pulled out the thorns, and with a wave of the dull and astringent thorns, it cut the belly of the third black shadow, and the human wind rolled out diagonally.

The sound of the sword ...... "Zheng Zheng" was deafening. On the other side, three other black shadows flew to meet their companions.

Can't let the other party get entangled, Jiang Xing took out his real talent and learning, used the undefeated magic skill of the god of war, and used a terrible trick, but he saw that the human turned into light smoke, the sword light flowed, and the figure was vigorous.

Jiang Xing had already passed through the remaining two black shadows, far away

Out of the two feet downward, the old trick lurked still, and kept calling for Hatol, if there was Hathor and Xiaomei, he was not afraid. "Bang bang!" the last two fell. The other three black shadows were still five feet away, only to hear the sound of the flying howling wind, only to see the hazy black shadow as if flying, the person who responded came, the hidden weapon had arrived first, but unfortunately it was still in vain.

The three shadows that came after knew what darkness they were doing

When the device missed, he suddenly fell down, let out a low whistle, and summoned his companions to come to help. The two people who were seriously injured but did not die let out heart-palpitating painful moans, but no one dared to come to their rescue.

Soon, the heavy sound of stepping on grass entered the ears, and more than ten people were black

The clothed man appeared in the fog shadow, lined up in two columns, and searched side by side.

"It must be around here!" shouted the three black shadows that had been lying down earlier, "Find him and kill him, damn it!"

Stealth procrastination is no longer possible, it's time for a decisive battle.

Jiang Xing pulled out all the remaining nine Soul Snatchers and waited for the enemy.

More than a dozen swords forced into his hiding place step by step. Three zhang, two zhang......

"Huh" the first snatching hand to draw the hand, the second ...... "Ahh......hh

The crowd was in a hurry, and the swords were coming.

A total of seven snatching shots were struck, and there was no time to shoot them all, and the strong enemy had followed the trail and pounced, and the sword attacked with a momentum like a mountain and a sea.

Jiang Xing's expression was indifferent, the red light in his eyes was faint, and he shot two feet away from the ground, temporarily avoiding the edge, in order to find a fighter.

The black shadow in front of him burst out, and the steel knife and the top momentum were like thunder.

Either you die or I live, at this time there is only one thought: kill!

"Zheng!" The sword framed the steel knife under the split, and the body was fastened, cut in, and flew legs, and a "poof" sound hit the lower dantian position of the black shadow. Then, his sword sent "wind and rain in all directions" to deal with the six black shadows that rushed at the same time, and the sword rainbow danced like a golden snake, and the wind and thunder burst out.

The sound of gold and iron is deafening, the wind is cold, and the flesh and blood are flying,

The figure was like electricity, flickering and moving terribly and quickly, and the sword light and sword shadow were terrifyingly entangled and rushed.

"Poof...... Burst...... Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

After three swings and three battles, the second batch of seven black shadows have also joined the siege, and the shadows scattered in all directions, and the wind stopped thundering.

Jiang Xing stood with his sword, his expression was cold, he was covered in blood, there were small wounds on his left shoulder, waist, and legs, and the blood on his body was splashed from the enemy's body.

"Ah......h "Bang, bang!" Three men in black fell, followed by two. With a scream, another twisted body and fell.

It was a tragic massacre, and both sides paid a very high price, and the space was condensed with the breath of blood and death.

The desperate moans of the dying are terrifying.

All around, there was no one who could stand except for those who were lying down, and only the three survivors retreated in horror and slowly retreated into the thick fog. He felt surprisingly tired, and his power was almost exhausted. But he can't let it go, he has to catch or kill the surnamed Yan, otherwise, Qiu Yaoyao's layout will be empty again, in the imperial court, Qiu Han's pressure has become more and more great, and it is obvious that the power of collaborating with the enemy is unfathomable. In Qiu Yaoyao's words, if Jiang Xing couldn't break the situation this time, the family would have to flee to the wilderness with debts on their backs, let the horses ride and deal with horse manure, and be outsiders. Wine, barbecue, pawnshop...... They all turned into clouds of smoke, thinking of the girl's delicate and tyrannical eyes...... Jiang Xing decided to carry forward the spirit of being fearless, not afraid of hardship and tiredness to complete the task.

At the scene, the three people who were spared withdrew with a blank face.

Jiang Xing breathed while following up. The distance was about four or five zhang away, and the autumn fog was too thick to see the human figure, so he could only track it with his sensitive hearing.

Up and up, the path gradually narrowed, the dawn was hazy, and suddenly, he found that he was halfway up the mountain, and the fog shadow disappeared under his feet.

Raise your eyes and look around, the dense fog under the mountain covers the earth, and you can see three or five peaks above the clouds, ethereal and beautiful.

Lan'an Street in the imperial capital is prosperous, singing and dancing. There is no autumn wind and autumn rain. The third-to-last autumn house. Backyard, don't be a scene. "Lu Feng is ten guests and nine young people, half of them are old brothers in the same robe. The most reminiscent of the city bridge is quiet, and the sound of reading in the south and north of the lane. In the faint fragrance of ink, the sound of reading reveals a sense of tranquility and leisure.

Qiu Han, dressed in a Confucian robe, stood in a bright and spacious hall, holding an ancient book in his hand, shaking his head and chanting. There were dozens of young children sitting opposite and below, also learning from Lord Qiu, shaking their heads and chanting, with a straight expression, and their innocent eyes were naturally clear.

Outside the window, Qiu Yaoyao, who was dressed in pale yellow, and Bai Ling, who was dressed in white like snow, watched this scene quietly, silently. On the other side of the reading hall, between the red walls and tiles, under the shade of flowers and trees, those pavilions and pavilions, and those verandahs and winding paths, are all filled with a fresh and natural atmosphere. The dense and verdant purple bamboo stands in two rows along the path, and the emerald green bamboo leaves gradually close at the top, forming a round arched "roof", the noise and fireworks outside are thus isolated, and no matter where you go to the backyard, you can never see the landscape a few feet away in front of the road, the green and tall bamboo forest hides the whole courtyard in it, there is a passage at the twists and turns, and the passage is full of bamboo forests.

In the center of the bamboo forest, a delicate and clear, aura-filled rockery is "bubbling" with milky white spiritual liquid. An oily black and shiny sable hovered on the top of the rockery, staring at the bottom of the rockery with clear eyes, without blinking. The spiritual liquid pool made of the spiritual essence stone from the old three, Xiaomei's black and white scales are shining, the long body is streamlined, beautiful and exquisite, the plum blossom brand on the top of her head has clearly seen the petals, the mysterious and magical luster flickering, her eyes are closed, and the mouth is no longer a snake kiss, but a wisp of pure milky spiritual liquid, and the plum blossom brand between the spit and swallow flickers with a mysterious rhythm flickering light and dark, weird and magical.

The little mouse was lying lazily next to the spiritual fluid pool, and his body was covered with mist, as if he was asleep. The medicinal spices on the golden eagle's body have been washed away, and it rests on the rockery, the color is getting closer and closer to purple gold, but the body has become smaller and smaller. From the previous wings spread four or five zhang, it has been reduced to the size of one zhang, and the golden eagle has become a dwarf in his race, although his speed and physical hardness have reached an unbelievable realm.

"Being short in stature doesn't mean being short in battle, what is condensed is the essence! What are you still crying and sad about? Go and see if Jiang Xing died in Xishan? Hurry up and ......"

Hathor looked at the golden eagle with a depressed look in his eyes, and his head ached. The bigger the better? Poor ethnic aesthetics, it's terrible to have no culture! Hartoll shook his head and continued to stare at Xiaomei's path of foundation and transformation. After his own changes, Xiaomei actually cultivated to the entry level of the foundation building realm, hehehe, Hartol watched every abnormality of Xiaomei with great enthusiasm, and recorded every slight change as a data backup. If the genetic modification plan proposed by Jiang Xing can be successfully developed, it may not be impossible to organize an army of animals that are so strong that they are perverted. Think of the creatures flying in the air, swimming in the water, and running on the ground under their own leadership to attack cities and villages, and fight to open up territory......... Hartol couldn't help but get excited, it's a pity for Jiang Xing, Qiu Yaoyao's greedy girl always let him do hard work, he is the chief of staff of the future army of living beings, damn landlord's wife!

Qiu Yaoyao, who was cursed by someone, was walking in the garden with her father, but the content of the conversation was not poetic at all.

"After this adulterous incident, you and Jiang Xing will go to the north, and you must find out the situation in all aspects. Don't worry about the mainland, your uncle and I have prepared a big fine steel urn, just waiting for the rice to come to the pot. ”

"Hmm, are you going to make a big move? aren't you afraid of chaos? Although the biggest henchman, Cai Mingjing, the military advisor of the Southern Barbarians, has been ambushed, but .........?"

"Hehehe, Yaoyao, don't worry! Dad and Uncle Ming are both battle-hardened old sparrows, how can they be afraid of this little wind and waves?"

Something must be wrong.

Why are all the birds and beasts flying north?

Jiang Xing stood in front of the woods on the top of the mountain, looking at the western foot in confusion, condescendingly, overlooking the area of the Xiaozhang River valley, feeling restless for no reason.

Perhaps, it was the dodging of birds and beasts that caused him to have some associations!

Of course, this association is never a good one. In his memory, since he understood human affairs, it seems that there is no impression left of what he has experienced and seen except death.

Natural disasters, man-made disasters.

Famine, pestilence, sword, bloodshed......

In addition to death, or death, death.

This is true on Earth, and so it is for being reborn into this world. On the ridge on the other side of the woods, a huge cliff several feet high seemed like a giant beast swooping down in the air.

Behind the strange rock, there is a mountain cliff five or six zhang high, which is semi-arc-shaped.

This means that Jiang Xing is entering the terrain like a bag. As long as the bag mouth is blocked, it is equivalent to tightening the bag mouth

The noose, the person in the bag, is like a poisonous snake into the bag, everything is over.

To put it mildly: catch a turtle in an urn. Between the strange rocks and the steep cliffs, there are some eight-foot-high jagged rocks, and low forest weeds, which are enough to hide inside. Far right. The first two men in black on the far right seemed to be unaware of the strong enemy behind them, standing coldly at the bottom of the cliff, and their swords could swing a volley at any time.

The two of them fought hand-in-hand and quietly pounced. The sword rainbow flashed, sinking like thunder, not only did the black-clothed man spin around to grab the first sword, but another black-clothed man not far from the side also swooped in from the oblique thorn almost at the same time, stripped naked like a match, and attacked Jiang Xing's right rib.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!" the three swords made fierce contact, and the sparks splashed.

The three of them retreated to the side at the same time, and the strength of the sword was inseparable, and no one took advantage.

The other five men in black were running towards a wooden house by the pond with all their might.

It seemed that he had found the lair, Jiang Xing forgot about several minor injuries on his body, and excitedly swept up. The figure shot up, so fast that people could see the shadow in broad daylight without seeing anyone.

The sword light flashed, there was a wild shock, the sword that stabbed down was rising, and the man in black on the left took three steps back, and his face changed. The black-clothed man on the right fell three zhang away, and was killed by Jiang Xing's last snatching lead, which shot into his left lung, and blood overflowed from his mouth when he called out, and the tip almost came out of his chest, and the strength of the snatching lead was terrifying. The black-clothed man on the left stepped steadily, Jiang Xing was already five or six zhang away, turned around and circled, holding a sword and waiting for the enemy.

"The Sword of Life and Death, Feiyangu!" Jiang Xing shouted: "Come! ”

Fei Yanggu, the sword of life and death, didn't know Jiang Xing, but after looking at his hunting costume, he understood a little, and as soon as he jumped over, the sword was stretched out, and the sword qi surged.

"You know me?" asked Feiyangu in a deep voice. "Hehe, the number one thug of the Sea King's Mansion, one of the Three Musketeers of Yanshan, you should also know me. ”

"You ......"

"Luo Xiang. ”

"Hmph, isn't your son showing off his might in Yizhou Mansion......"

"The leg is mine, should I stay in Yizhou Mansion?"

"Your tricks can't be hidden, you restrained the fire qilin of Tai'an Villa in Yizhou Mansion and did a lot of waste, and the lawyer of Qiu Yaoyao covered Qiu Yaoyao's arresters to act secretly, I didn't expect us to play with them between the palms of our hands, right?" Fei Yanggu said proudly: "I heard that you are very remarkable, I accept your decisive battle." ”

"Even if you have a lot of manpower, the net is very tight, but in the next view, that's it. Even if you want to refuse a duel, there is nothing you can do. Tell your people to get out of the way!"

The two men in black were already on guard on the left and right rear of the Sword of Life and Death Feiyangu.

"I promised you a duel, and my people would not join ......"

"I don't trust you. ”

"Bastard! out of the order like a mountain, my people ......"

"What about your people? They are worried about the safety of your chief, and your orders will not do much.

And your orders are not worth half a penny. ”

"You ......"

"The fire unicorn Jiang Baishi also swore an oath and promised to duel with Zaixia, but the result was a life-and-death situation, and he hugged his brother Zhang Qingyun and the second ancestor of the underworld, Fei Fei Monk and other three bald donkeys, which was extremely shameful. ”

"You've already met with them?" Fei Yanggu, the sword of life and death, was taken aback, the transmission of information was isolated, and no news came, resulting in many flaws in the connection of the plan.

"Little meaning, after slashing the reincarnated living Buddha Puti in it, although his body protection Zen skills are extremely powerful, he couldn't block the thunderous blow that he lived in, and he was truly reincarnated. Hmph! You, the sword of life and death, Fei Yanggu, is known as the first in the martial arts of the three musketeers of Yanshan, and you can't believe it if you dare to fight a fair duel, unless you are told to go away", Jiang Xing opened his mouth, no one knows if it is true or false anyway.

Fei Yanggu, the sword of life and death, turned pale, snorted coldly, and waved his hand to signal the two followers to retreat. "Are you satisfied?" said Fei Yanggu, the sword of life and death, loudly to Jiang Xing.

"Come on, Your Excellency!" Jiang Xing used his divine skills, set up the door and said loudly:

"Your Heavenly Absolute Three Swords can't stop the thunder sword, your life and death sword is in the Central Plains Martial Arts, you can't be considered a super master, your stunt is just that. Otherwise, you will not be lucky. ”

"It will definitely open your eyes ...... below"

With a roar, Jiang Xing pounced, the sword light was scorching, the wind roared and thundered, and he first struck a wild blow with a special move.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!" Feiyangu's sword filled the sky, and without flinching, he dissolved his series of wave-like sword momentum.

The figures were divided, and the strength on the blades of the two sides was too violent, shaking the figures, and they were separated at the touch of a button.

"Frontier ......" Jiang Xing's expression was indifferent, and he took the initiative to attack again, life is like this, the weak eat the strong, there is nothing to complain about. "Zheng Zheng!" The two swords were sealed again, and the sword light went straight into the gap, like a flash of lightning, and the tip reached Jiang Xing's right ribs, and the speed of the counterattack of the sword of life and death was terrifying.

"Zheng!" Jiang Xing sealed the sword.

The two shook again, then made contact for the third time, and then separated......

The two men in black watching the battle next to them gradually moved closer and nervously.

Suddenly, there was a long roar, and the sword of life and death, Fei Yanggu, finally attacked for the first time, and the sword shot like lightning, like a turbid wave.

More than 200 years ago, the Heavenly Sword Gate shocked the martial arts, and the Heavenly Sword Technique, which was known as the Heavenly Sword Technique that could subdue demons and subdue demons, finally got the opportunity to use it with all its might.

Each sword is thunderous and lightning with the speed and sound, the overwhelming sword rainbow forcibly cut in from the middle palace, and the sword attack is to the heart.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" Jiang Xing laid out a dense sword net, the space for the long sword to swing was reduced to the maximum, firmly protecting the narrow space of the middle palace, the sword light flickered at an indelible speed, and the mighty sword mountain was taken step by step, completely blocking the impact of the sword qi of the sword of life and death. However, he withdrew two times in a row.

The attack of the sword of life and death Feiyangu was too fierce and fast, and the sword net inevitably had gaps from time to time, and it had to retreat in an instant like lightning to close it, and it would inevitably appear a little weaker in terms of momentum. A gap finally appeared in Sword Mountain, and the momentum was about to run out.

The "Heavenly Dragon Slash ......" long sword counterattacked in time, and the momentum was like a rainbow. A heart-wrenching crash, flash, entanglement...... Staggered.

Forced into a zhang, the sword light and sword rainbow on the ground changed drastically.

After a thunderous tremor, the two figures flew apart.

Jiang Xing spun around twice, bent his right knee and slipped out two feet, blood stains appeared on his right crotch, his whole body was sweating profusely, and the tiger's eyes were shining.

The sword of life and death, Fei Yang Ancient Temple, rushed out of the three zhang, hit a big tree with his left shoulder, the branches and leaves swayed, and his left hand hugged the trunk in time to support his body in time. A Confucian robe, divided into two sections, flew down into the grass.

Fortunately, the hair of the sword of life and death Fei Yanggu was still there, and Jiang Xing's sword light passed through the top gate, and a lock of hair was broken at the top gate, which was extremely dangerous.

One sword for another, Jiang Xing unfortunately saw blood and hung colors. The two of them are really exhausted, almost.