Above the wilderness, the blood tang camp is non-stop.

On one side of the black queue, a conspicuous green dress rode alone on a horse, with a long sword shining and hair flying, attracting the attention of many black crows.

Yang Xiongji glanced at the young grandmaster swordsman who claimed to be called "Yan Ying", and commented without any scruples: "Originally, I thought that Yu was already a rare heroine among women, but I can compare with this ruthless girl who kills people, tsk...... It's just a gentle lady. ”

Liu Tugou grinned and said regretfully: "I thought that when I arrived in Jizhou City, I would find a chance to have a discussion with Gongsun Long, but I didn't expect to be born with hard work, and I parted ways without saying goodbye." ”

Speaking of Yu Yingmei, the impression that this sword dancer brings to the top and bottom of the Xuetang camp is not bad, but in private, many black crows feel that the second master is really in love and does not understand the amorous feelings.

Yang Xiongji sighed rarely, he was really helpless about this second brother, and changed the topic and whispered: "I, Lao Ren and the Fourth Banner are okay, Zhang San and Dong Dashao's subordinates have complained these days, speaking of which, they are running around like lonely souls and wild ghosts along the way, and they don't love their grandma and uncle more than when they first ascended the village." ”

Liu Tugou's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly.

Zhang and Dong are both sons of a shallow family in the city, and their subordinates can't get rid of the brand of the Daqimen and the Yue Qi Dong family, of course, it is impossible to be tied to the new seedling of the Black Crow Guard wholeheartedly, which is also human nature. If it weren't for himself, the captain who suppressed everything, the Xuetang Camp would have fallen apart long ago.

As for being pushed around by Chang Zhaoqing and Tang Fujie, these border state giants, if you think about it, it is indeed a bit of a nest. I still remember that when Lao Bai in Lanling City was talking about the story, whenever he talked about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he always had to pretend to sigh: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." ”

Today's Liu Tugou has a deep feeling for this sentence. Even if the black crows who have achieved half-step supernatural powers and have five hundred fierce gods and evil gods under their command to obey orders at any time, it is still inevitable that they will have to work hard and run around involuntarily.

The closer he got to the level that could really influence Zhou Tian's general trend, the clearer he felt that there were many supernatural hands, either as blatantly as Yinshan Xuanzong, or as hidden behind the curtain as the immortal post, but what the parties were plotting, Liu Tugou was always like a fog and not very clear.

In his mind, now that he has been approached, he must be even more cautious, his own life and death are secondary, and even the brothers who have worked hard under his hands really want to be happy, not because they are afraid of the dead, but because they are afraid that they will die too aggrieved and live up to the heroic spirit of a good man.

Only by dying on the battlefield or on the road of seeking the Tao, indulging in ~ love and dying, that is the right death. The second master not only won't stop and protect, but also clap his hands and be envious.

He patted Ah Wei's neck and pointed at the girl in Tsing Yi, and the white horse broke out of the queue and walked side by side with Yan Ying's mount.

"Something?"

Liu Tugou smiled shyly: "I am from a wild road, I have never seen the grandeur of a big sect, can Sister Ying tell us about the affairs of Yinshan Xuanzong and the rivers and lakes, so that I can have a long insight?"

The long sword on Yan Ying's back was an inch away from the sheath, and the blue light was clear.

"You want to die?"

Liu Tugou glanced sideways, and admired unknowingly: "It's really a divine weapon, I don't know what the name of Sister Ying's flying sword is?"

Before the words fell, the long sword had already been decisively unsheathed, rushed into the air in the blink of an eye, circled at an extremely fast speed, and then stabbed down on Liu Tugou's head!

"Is it good to talk about it?"

The second master screamed, and the slaughtering knife also jumped out of the scabbard and stopped on top of his head.

"Since it's a sword, naturally answer it with a sword!"

Yan Ying flew up from the horse, her body was as light as a feather, she stretched out her bare hand and held the hilt of the sword, and with a turn of her wrist, the blue light flashed, and the slaughtering knife flew with a sword.

"It's just a façade!"

She snorted coldly, and then the long sword stabbed at Liu Tu's dog door without hesitation.

The second master doesn't know how to control the sword at all, and it is difficult to think about it in vain, not to mention that Yan Ying is holding a sword, and her strength and divine will are more condensed than that of a flying sword, of course, she is invincible.

Speaking of inspiration sword and supernatural sword, it seems that they both kill people with flying swords, but in fact, there is a world of difference, not the same day, from the day Lu Jue mourned only with a sword intent to destroy the mountains and open the valley.

Yan Ying was still inspired, knowing that it would be difficult to take down Liu Tugou by flying swords alone, so she immediately decided to give up the flexible change of the flying sword, and only sought the power of every inch to be extremely strong, obviously to subdue the second master in one fell swoop by thunderous means.

This is also in line with her desperate and fierce kendo that leaves no way back.

Staring at the sharp and piercing long sword, Liu Tugou couldn't help but admire: "Obviously, she has already taken the initiative and has to play tricks to attack the weak, this girl is really extraordinary." ”

He didn't care about the girl's shameless behavior at all, after all, if it weren't for such a carefree mind and no matter what was right and wrong, the other party would not be able to do such an eye-popping thing as killing eight hundred jia with one sword.

On the cultivation road, he can meet such a beautiful scenery, and the second master is very content.

So, he resolutely jumped to the side, leaving Ah Wei in place.

Ah Wei, who was still moving, felt a light on his back, instantly understood, hissed angrily, and actually rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey, dodging Yan Ying's sword.

This person still has a tacit understanding.

After Liu Tugou landed, he calmly recalled Tu Annihilation, and the slashing hand was a knife, and the bright knife qi surged out, and the head and face were smashed towards Yan Ying, who also landed.

Yan Ying didn't seem to like to let the sharp sword qi out of the sword body, but pinned all her divine will on the sword blade in her hand.

Seeing that she had lost the opportunity, her arm slammed forward, and the long sword came out of her hand, like a boat sailing against the current, and shot at Liu Tugou's sword qi.

The sound is like a crack!

The beautiful flying sword instantly pierced into the sword qi, tearing open a big hole, but it was also deep in the mud, and the more it flew, the slower it became.

Yan Ying's bright eyes showed a hint of surprise, and without hesitation, she took a slight leap, flew to catch up with the flying sword, grabbed the hilt of the sword again, and stabbed forward with the surging sword qi in front of her, and finally broke through.

The sharp sword qi was pierced violently, giving way to an unobstructed smooth road.

The crows had already reined in their horses' heads, and they were also surprised when they saw this, after all, except for the Fourth Banner, no one else had seen this female swordsman make a move. This kind of indomitable arrogance is so similar to the captain of the school. One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and it is no wonder that the two fought without saying a word.

It is said that things gather people in groups, and with the young and troublesome school captains, I have really seen many real masters, and even the grandmasters who are not one in ten thousand are like leeks stubble after stubble.

Waiting for Yan Ying to rush closer, Liu Tugou grinned at the beautiful face that was close at hand, and split the knife without saying a word, it was also a refreshing and simple knife, without the messy things such as knife light and knife energy, but it oppressed the surrounding air waves rolling and spreading to all directions.

A sword and a sword really slashed each other, making a deafening sound, as if the heavens and the earth were roaring. Such a spoiling of the divine weapon is simply a violent destruction of heavenly things.

The place where Liu Tugou was standing immediately collapsed into a big pit, and his feet were deeply sunken, which was similar to the scene in front of the Sun Mansion Flower Hall, so that the black crows who had not been able to witness the confrontation that day really realized the power of Grandmaster Dacheng's shot.

Such a hand-to-hand confrontation between fists and swords made their blood boil more than those unattainable inspirations.

Yan Ying snorted, and flew high with the help of strength, the long sword firmly held in her hand let out a piercing tremble, and the tiger's mouth cracked, shedding red blood.

Liu Tugou raised his head and grinned, lifted the knife up without pity, and drew out a brilliant knife qi, like a heavenly river rolling upside down, rushing up.

Yang Xiongji couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw this, and said in his heart that the second brother is a teenager, how can a manly man deal with a little lady in others, although this little lady in Tsing Yi is also not a fuel-efficient lamp. If you force people to be anxious, and recklessly use the earth-shattering sword on the top of the 10,000 grottoes, it's really too late to cry.

These brothers in the Xuetang camp are also miserable, and they pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers every day to watch the gods fight, and they may be affected by the pond fish at any time.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiongji secretly made up his mind that in the future, he must vigorously train these wretches under his hands. If you don't experience life and death, you can't even be a spectator, let alone have a day when you can raise your eyebrows and run rampant.

He had another breakthrough in front of the Sun Mansion Flower Hall, only half a step away from the Grandmaster Realm, and his sense of the aura of heaven and earth was extremely keen, and he immediately captured Yan Ying's terrifying aura that was rising layer by layer.

What a good spirit, not a bad spirit!

Yang Xiongji's face couldn't help but change greatly, and he shouted violently: "Mother, run!"

(Oops, I forgot to thank you for the reward for the first time, book friends~Where is the teasing~,Why are you so disciplined?And even if the day is interrupted, I still leave a lot of recommendation votes to my comrades, you make me happy!)

(I sent it out after I finished writing, and there were more things to do in the afternoon, and it was even more uncertain in the evening.) ）