The fingernails flicked against the thick back of the knife, and the blade was thick, and the flick made the blade let out a dull moan. The man holding the knife had a solemn look in his eyes, his legs slightly bent and put the back of the knife on the wrist of his other arm.

The bow-wielding of the three people standing at the mouth of the alley nodded slightly, and the figures on both sides moved.

The burly reckless man took the lead in striking, and slashed towards the alley with a hooking axe.

The figure holding the knife flipped the knife body, and the body shook slightly to avoid the axe's chopping, and after landing steadily, the direction of the person's footsteps changed, and the body held the knife in his right hand, and the blade was outward, trying to give the reckless man a blow to the waist. Between the two, a man suddenly appeared, who held something in his hand, and after a moment, a crisp explosion sounded in front of the door of the man with the knife.

The person with the knife leaned back, and a backward flip solved the danger, but a clear red mark was left on his face, he grinned, stood in place and looked at the two people in front of him, but the voice was transmitted through the air to the rear, "Why, don't you make a move?"

The figure previously known as "Yang" jumped to his feet, the bowstring in his hand full moon, and the arrow of the arrow was aimed at the backbone of the person holding the knife.

The hilt of Chen Wenshan's right hand rotated, and the back of the knife was blocked in front of the arrow, and the force of the arrow made his footsteps move forward slightly. After stabilizing his body, Chen Wenshan drew a semicircle with the sole of his foot as the center of the circle, and then suddenly exerted force to shorten the distance between himself and Yang. It's just that the assumption is beautiful, but it is cruel in the end. The right leg of the latter was surrounded by a soft whip, and the person holding the soft whip pulled Chen Wenshan down from the air with force.

Dogs eat shit, sturdy dogs eat shit! Chen Wenshan quenched himself fiercely and scolded: "Bastard, I forgot that there are people behind me." ”

Scolding and scolding, that burly man's axe can't wait for him to finish scolding. Chen Wenshan climbed a few steps with his hands and feet, and the sound of sparks in his crotch and the clashing of gold and iron made his forehead break out in cold sweat, and at the same time, his heart trembled slightly, and his sin of cutting off his descendants was like digging people's ancestral graves.

With a palm of his hand, his body turned and stood up, Chen Wenshan looked at the man with the axe in front of him with a fierce look, and kept slashing with a knife in both hands.

Such a fierce offensive made the man tired for a while, and the collision of the blades and axes stirred up countless sparks in the alley, and the man was beaten and retreated.

The scorching game between the two was interrupted by a soft whip that struck the blade of the knife with precision, causing the blade to tilt and lose its accuracy. When the man saw it, the axe in his hand was changed to sharpening, and he was cut away.

Fleeting light, taking people's lives. The cold light is dazzling, and the bow twists the arrow, an arrow of great opportunity. The tricks on Chen Wenshan's forehead bulged two bulges, and the feeling of dizziness marked the fear of life.

Once that sharp light is carried with a thick white viscous red substance, then ...... Everything is over!

Strictly speaking, this battle is the first real battle of Chen Wenshan's own consciousness, and the result of this battle also represents whether he can really go on.

The outside world is as vast as a corner, wonderful and dangerous, the friends who drink and talk happily one moment will look at each other angrily the next moment, and make a big move, and a little profit is the disaster of life and death. And the sinister like a snake and scorpion, handsome and friendly, but spit out a tongue, scarlet and vicious, and always smell the sweet and greasy smell of blood in the air.

These are the lives of the pawns of the rivers and lakes, those who hold books, those who use knives, those who hold swords, those who wear armor, there are shadows behind every scenery, and their choices will go to different results, or replace them, or they will not exist in the world.

He is still young, and it is precisely because he is young that he has to go through all this. Life is long, there are stones under your feet, and burdens on your shoulders, and if you can afford the prosperity of the world, you must be able to withstand all kinds of hardships and rotten hearts.

Yao Jiu sat on the bench and looked at the moon wheel in the sky. It is as if the sharp blade hanging in the sky, the light sprinkled with the killing intent beyond the end of the world, shines into the darkness after eternity, and at the same time purges away the world, but forgets that he was once a member of the darkness.

"Shirt, killing is not child's play. Do you understand that?"

The whispered words were sandwiched with the concern of the elders, but the words spoken were extremely cold and cold.

There is also a candle-lit room in the moonlit world, and a girl sits in a daze.

The red candle crisp hand, the slender fingers twisted the fabric of the sleeve, and the moment it was released, the fabric fell and danced with the breeze and candle flames.

The girl got up and walked to the window, and when she looked at the moon, the corners of her eyes lit up slightly, maybe she had the stars, so she was so beautiful. The window was closed, and Miss Meng'er looked at the luxurious clothes hanging by the wall, and took off the hairpin from her head and put it on the table.

Without the starry sky outside the window, her eyes gradually dimmed. Lowering her eyebrows, she said softly, "Childe, cherish." ”

The candle flame was extinguished, and the room became dark, except for the moonlight outside the window stubbornly shining through the oiled paper, making a useless effort.

......

Chen Wenshan, who was at the mouth of the alley, clenched the firewood knife in his hand, gasped, and said: "I didn't expect that arrogance had brought me to this point, if I couldn't escape from your hands today, then it would not be a pity for me to die." ”

Yang on the eaves said: "If you are ordered to kill, we will leave if you die, and we will die if you live." ”

"Although the arrow is sharp, if it penetrates my head, then it will have to break!"

In the dark night, there was a young knife that emitted a halo, Chen Wenshan stretched out the firewood knife, and the young knife jumped with joy and happily united.

Qingyun Sect's old knife for chopping wood has no other characteristics, it is hard enough!

When the two knives are combined, the wood knife is like having a soul, and the blade is thick and warm. Firewood is taken from the place where the water is beautiful, and the people who cut thousands are nourished by it and the deeper the spirit, and the people who cut it ten thousand get their nature is just and peaceful, and it is difficult to destroy it.

This firewood knife has cut about 10,000 pieces of spiritual firewood!

The eyes of the three people in the dark hall were sharp, and there seemed to be a towering ancient tree standing in front of them, and there were new sprouts on the mottled tree to stretch the bark of the ancient tree, and the ancient tree was full of vitality.

Chen Wenshan held a knife in both hands, and the brocade clothes were windless and automatic, and the momentum of his whole body climbed to a critical point.

"Don't hesitate, reckless, go all out. The tall figure spoke.

"Hmm. The reckless man replied, and then jumped high, and the big axe in his hand slashed down.

Chen Wenshan raised his knife to block, and the powerful axe slashed on the firewood knife, causing Chen Wenshan's legs to bend down a little. The reckless man slashed the axe one after another, and each axe slash left out sparks, as if the floating scene of the prosperous era was constantly blooming and quietly trending in the deep mountains and old forests.

Its Xu Rulin, after thousands of years of towering ancient trees have witnessed hundreds of years of prosperity, but also witnessed hundreds of years of depression and decline, what has always remained the same is the countless green leaves that have grown and fallen year after year.

The reckless man couldn't even attack, and his heart began to rage, and the range of his movements became more and more violent.

Yang in the distance looked at the two people fighting fiercely in the field, and nodded to a tall figure, and the tall figure responded knowingly.

The reckless man seemed to feel something, drew the axe and retreated, the hook of the big axe in his hand glowed with cold light, he swung the big axe, and a strong qi slashed at Chen Wenshan in the air.

At the same time, the two people standing on both sides quickly struck, and the three streamers converged towards the center of the circle, with a ruthless killing intent, and when the circle contracted completely, the things that coexisted in the circle should have perished.

Chen Wenshan's hands holding the knife suddenly let go, the blade of the knife was strangely light, the momentum of falling was similar to a fallen leaf, the surrounding light and shadow flickered, Chen Wenshan opened his arms and danced with the fallen leaves.

As if autumn is coming, the leaves are falling, and the light and shadow are splashing. The three streamers are constantly strangled, and the severed fallen leaves are crushed into powder, and the polymerization is re-turned into a firewood knife. Chen Wenshan's figure fluttered, like a wind and a leaf swept around the reckless man.

The original siege failed, but at this time it has become a counter-siege.

The tall figure looked eagerly, and forcibly danced the soft whip with broken tendons, and there was a faint reaction on the whip, and finally the one that was connected to the skin was also broken. The figure took a few steps back and looked at Yang in the moonlight in the distance, Yang's gaze was the same, indifferent and cold, as the leader of the three-person team, the arrow technique that was quite good with one hand was embarrassing.

The last fallen leaves fell, and Chen Wenshan appeared behind the reckless man, he gasped slightly, and the blood dripping from the blade trembled slightly.

The reckless man's reaction was the strain of years of siege, he held the axe to his chest, and arched his body to protect most of his vital points. Even so, at this time, he had no strength to fight again, and countless subtle wounds and tingling sensations devoured his consciousness and reason, and there was a faint blood flow that could accommodate the injury of his lower finger. His legs knelt on the ground and supported his body with an axe to keep him from falling, and he looked up at Yang in the moonlight, just like the three people met under the beautiful sun.

"Yang, save me!" was the last sentence of the reckless man before he lost consciousness.

Chen Wenshan got up and looked at the other two people in the alley, and he said, "Next, it's your turn." ”

The tall figure snorted coldly, and took a step with his front foot but froze there.

"Stand down. ”

"Yang?"

"You are not his opponent, if there is no guidance from a master in this kind of sword technique, you will only end up like a reckless man. ”

The tall figure bit his lip and retracted his steps. Yang on the eaves looked at Chen Wenshan in the alley and said: "Lin Luo, a first-class mission, the master is an old gentleman in the Chunfeng Inn, and his background is suspected to be the son of the Lin family, am I right?"

Chen Wenshan said with a smile: "The first class mission of the Dark Hall Huangmen? really look up to me, you told you your origin at the beginning, you must think that I can't get out alive today, right?"

The top of Yang's head was moonlight, his whole face was half white and bright, half dark and obscure, blurry like an ink painting, his eyes were confused: "The two of them are martial artists of the fourth order of the day after tomorrow, one is as powerful as an ox, the other is agile, the two complement each other, killing the fifth order of the day after tomorrow is not a problem, plus my bow and arrow, even a genius like you in the Qi refining territory is just a little troublesome, but I never want to retreat in your hands." Yang paused, and then said: "In the first class of the Huangmen, we are ranked first, do you know why?"

Chen Wen's shoulder resisted the firewood knife, and he said angrily: "You can talk about it!"

Yang who was standing on the eaves lowered his head, and a three-foot sharp edge in his hand shone into the mouth of the alley, and he said calmly: "I gave you a lot of time, and I will tell you now, because we have hunted half a step back to the yuan." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yang raised his head, and his pupils in the moonlight were covered with a layer of silver light. This kind of look made Chen Wenshan's hand holding the firewood knife tight, and the green tendons on his wrist couldn't help but rise, Chen Wenshan scolded in his heart, and couldn't delay the time. At this time, there were less than one percent of his Yuan Mansion left, and many of them were recovered during the war. Yang's words also made him feel threatened, Yang with the sword in hand and Yang with the arrow were two completely different people in his perception.

One is a sheep, the other is a tiger!