Du Gradual's eyes were finally attracted by the two big birds, first puzzled, and then pleasantly surprised, "Isn't this the Jinpeng bird? It turned out that it was not burned, and the king must be very happy to hear this news." ”

Han Fen turned around, "I'm even happier." ”

Du gradually snorted and didn't answer, but Han Fen rarely saw through the other party's thoughts, "I declare that these two birds belong to me, and I can give them to whoever I want, and it will definitely not be the Dubu King." ”

"You own it?" Du gradually disdainful, "Why?"

Han Fen's eyes widened, "Because the first time I saw them, first come, first served, you don't understand such rules?"

"The Golden Peng Bird has been in the stone castle for more than ten years, and it was stolen by Xiaoyue Hall, where did it come from' on a first-come, first-served basis?"

"Seven years. Gu Shenwei said.

"What seven years?" Du gradually sighed in his heart, and he remembered that there was a Dapeng bird beside the Dragon King.

"These two birds were killed in Jinpeng Castle seven years ago, they are free, they belong to no one, let alone the Dubu King. ”

Han Fen was a little disappointed, "Can't it belong to me?" I treat them as treasures, the little doll always brags about his things, I can ...... them."

Du gradually laughed, the underground labyrinth is full of dangers, he has had enough, he knows the whereabouts of the Jinpeng Bird, enough to explain to the Dubu King, he doesn't have to take any more risks, after signaling to guard the palace, he turned around and walked towards the corridor outside the hall, "Hehe, I can't be the master of who the Jinpeng Bird belongs to, everything has to be said by the king......

Han Fen bowed up and hissed when the wild cat was angry, "No, everything is up to the Imperial Master." ”

Du gradually didn't want to argue, quickened his pace, the guard drew his sword, stood in place, and stared at the dragon king vigilantly, whether it was an opponent or not, his duty did not allow him to turn around and run away.

The Dragon King didn't move, but the strange Xiaoyue Hall disciple was eager to try, and the guards calculated the speed of the sect master Du Gradual, and felt that it was almost there, and began to retreat outside the hall.

"Ah......h

The guard turned abruptly and stared into the dark passageway.

Du gradually walked back again, his hands stretched out in front of him and groped, his eyes were bleeding and his entire face was red.

"Help me. He said, seemingly giving orders to the guards.

"Help me. He said again, as if he were pleading with the dragon king.

The killer instinct worked, and the guards were indifferent to orders and pleas, quietly getting out of the way, letting the blind suzerain walk by, eyes continuing to stare at the dark corridor.

A young woman walked into the torch-lit hall, silent, sword in hand, ignoring the others, intently following Du Yan and observing his every move.

"Save me......" Du gradually was still groping forward, getting closer and closer to the Dragon King and Han Fen.

The guards took two steps back, Du Jian was only the nominal sect master of the Tianshan Sect, and he could not get the sworn allegiance of his subordinates.

"Han Ling?" Han Fen called out in a low voice, his face showing timidity, and retreated behind the Dragon King.

The young woman named Han Ling turned a deaf ear to the call, and gradually got closer and closer to Du.

"Who?" Du gradually finally sensed the danger behind him, turned around suddenly, and pulled out the narrow knife with his hand, his bright red eyes looked doubly hideous.

Han Ling stabbed out with his sword, as soft as a leaf falling to the ground, as swift as a shuttle, and stabbed each one in the bleeding eyes.

Du gradually used to be a good killer, the last assassination was two years ago, facing the dragon king who exorcised demons, still failed miserably, since then he has been trying to get rid of the identity of the killer, hoping to get more security in a higher position, but only to lose the killer's vigilance and self-protection ability.

The two swords were exactly the same, Du gradually still couldn't resist, and he didn't even make a posture of fighting back, the only difference was that the two swords were deadly.

The moment Du gradually fell, the body of the guard in the corner of the wall moved slightly, this was the best time to make a move, but he immediately stabilized his body again, the dragon king didn't move, and he didn't want to move.

"Your name is Han Ling?" Gu Shenwei asked, Han Fen nodded frequently behind him, but she didn't dare to make a sound, she recognized this Xiaoyue Hall disciple, but she felt very unfamiliar.

Han Ling bent down to observe the corpse carefully, and then raised his head and said: "The blood is flowing too much, which means that I haven't controlled the murderous aura in my heart, the sword must be offensive and undefensive, and the heart must also attack and defend, it is too difficult, Xiaoyue's swordsmanship is really too difficult." ”

Han Fen was a little bolder, and said with a probe: "Don't practice if it's too difficult, why be in such a hurry?"

"You're always so loose. Han Ling was not confused, she still remembered Han Fen, "If it weren't for the protection of the Imperial Master, you would have died a long time ago." ”

Han Fen grinned, "I'm the little 'minister' of the Imperial Master." This is a new word she learned in Beiting, and it has always been regarded as a compliment.

Han Ling shook his head, "No, it's almost, I have to work harder." She looked at the Dragon King, "I heard that you also know Xiaoyue swordsmanship, and you are only a little worse than the Imperial Master?"

"The dead man is swordsmanship. Gu Shenwei corrected, "Your Imperial Master learned it from me. ”

"It doesn't matter who learns from whom, the cultivation of swordsmanship depends on the surname of Wu, and the later learning may not be backward, as long as I kill enough people, I can be invincible in the world." ”

The Dead Man's Sutra has to be improved in actual combat, especially in the early stage of learning swords, killing a person every time is a lot of help, but letting others kill each other, Gu Shenwei doesn't understand what Mustang thinks, let alone why the lotus girl would indulge.

"You're doing it wrong. He said that he felt like he was lecturing to a child of several years old, "Killing too quickly will be countered by swordsmanship, which is the way to commit suicide." ”

"So what?" Han Ling's eyes flashed with a crazy light, "The living are miserable, the dead are safe, isn't it the best way to die......?"

Han Ling seemed to have a magic barrier, looking at the sword in his hand in a daze, and suddenly his figure flashed, stabbing at the guard standing against the wall.

The guards had always been on alert, but this sword suddenly came, and he still felt caught off guard, so he simply did not dodge or dodge in the blink of an eye, and swung his sword to face the battle, using a move that would end up together.

The Sword of the Dead Man Sutra has both offense and defense, so that the person who swords must believe that his sword will be a little faster than the enemy, without this kind of almost paranoid belief, even the threshold of the Dead Man's Sutra cannot be crossed.

Han Ling had already crossed the threshold, and for the disciples of Xiaoyue Hall, it would always be easier to ignore their own life and death than ordinary people.

A sword and a sword were about to stab the target, and a third weapon joined in.

In Gu Shenwei's eyes, Han Ling's swordsmanship has only reached the introductory stage, since watching the graphics in the stone chamber of Jinpeng Castle, Gu Shenwei has judged the sword moves of the Dead Man Sutra more accurately, Han Ling has just made up his mind, and he has already acted.

The narrow sword and the long sword broke at the same time, leaving only the Wufeng sword in the middle.

The guards immediately stepped aside, keeping a distance of more than ten paces from everyone.

This was a major blow to Han Ling, who had advanced far enough in her swordsmanship, but still had no experience or skills in how to defuse the power of the backlash.

She continued to rush out with the broken sword in her hand, as if to turn the attack to the dragon king, and landed on her right foot, but the person spat out a large mouthful of blood, unable to hold the sword anymore, and crumbling against the wall.

Han Fen ran to support her, "Don't worry, don't vomit blood, the Dragon King is so powerful, it's not a shame to beat him." ”

Gu Shenwei knew what the problem was, and reached out to stick it to Han Ling's heart, inputting a pure Sumeru mustard true qi.

After a while, Han Ling was able to stand up on his own, no longer vomiting blood, his face was as white as paper, but his eyes were a little more normal, "I...... If I fail, I'll never be able to practice Xiaoyue's swordsmanship?"

"Well, I'll never be able to practice. Gu Shenwei knew that he must not give her illusory hope again, "You have not learned all the swordsmanship, and there are also problems with the practice, you have already gone astray, how can you practice swordsmanship?"

"But this is the ...... of the Imperial Master"

"She personally passed on your swordsmanship?"

"No, it's a mustang. ”

"Mustang is the bad guy. Han Fen snorted angrily and said, "Falsely pass on the will of the imperial masters. ”

"But the Imperial Master has never denied it. Han Ling's thinking is getting clearer and clearer.

"She may have her own problems, tell me, what are you all doing?

Han Ling looked at the Dragon King and didn't speak, Han Fen urged: "Let's say it quickly, the Dragon King is here to help the Imperial Master, let's go and destroy the wild horses together." ”

"Everyone is practicing swords, and the imperial masters don't know where they are, and the last person who passes the level can see her. ”

"Do you practice swordsmanship?" asked Han Fen in surprise.

"Well, the order of the Imperial Master...... No, it's a wild horse, he gave the order, he said that everyone's swordsmanship has begun to succeed, and it is useless to kill the swordsmen in Biyucheng again, they can only verify each other and improve each other. We've been fighting each other since yesterday or the day before yesterday, and I've killed eleven of them. Yes...... What have I done, three of those eleven people are disciples of Xiaoyue Hall. ”

"Do you also listen to this kind of order?" Han Fen was not only surprised, but also very angry.

"Everyone thought it was an order from the Imperial Master, and it was ...... And once you practice Xiaoyue's swordsmanship, it's hard to stop, and the thought of killing someone with a sword can improve your swordsmanship......"

Gu Shenwei could understand Han Ling's feelings, he had a similar experience with the lotus girl back then, and the fear and vigilance of going mad made the two of them not fall deeper and deeper, "Didn't anyone tell you the consequences of practicing the sword quickly?"

"No, the Broncos seem to have mentioned the backlash, but there isn't much explanation, and I've always thought it was a beautiful way to die. ”

"More beautiful than broken corpses?" Han Fen asked unconvinced.

The attitude of the disciples of Xiaoyue Hall towards death was different from that of normal people, and Gu Shenwei had no intention of dwelling on it, "Where is the wild horse?"

"The last time I saw him was in the hall in the middle of the lake, he killed the most people, he killed everyone, and everyone avoided him. ”

"Take me there. ”

Han Ling nodded, seeing that Han Fen was going to get the torches on the wall, he hurriedly said, "Don't have any light, it will attract countless sneak attacks." ”

Han Ling took the lead, and the three of them walked towards the dark corridor, and the surviving guards threw away half of the narrow knife and followed, still keeping a proper distance, no one asked him why, and no one drove him away.

After falling into darkness again, he quickened his pace, shortening the distance to the person in front of him, and with his instincts trained for many years, he could feel his partner in front of him.

Han Ling was obviously very familiar with the underground palace, she walked quickly, turning around, never hesitating, she also knew where there might be a sword practitioner hidden, and avoided it as much as possible.

The road was surprisingly smooth, and it wasn't until they saw the lone lamp that they understood why.

The light is like a fat bait, attracting swordsmen from all directions to throw themselves into the net.

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