On the third day of the first month of September, the first sunny day after the rain, in the southwest of Junshan, in the shade of Xiaoxiang spotted bamboo, the inside and outside of Tingtao Pavilion are heavily guarded. Tingtao Pavilion is actually a gorgeous manor covering a wide area, leaning on the mountain and backing the water, the scenery is pleasant, here is nominally owned by a wealthy merchant in Yueyang, but in fact it is the courtyard of Wu Heng, the king of Yunnan, used to entertain the envoys from all over the country who come and go secretly, since August 25, Tang Zhonghai and Wu Heng, the king of Yunnan, after a meeting in Changsha, returned to the north in frustration, this manor has stayed in the mysterious guest, although in order to hide people's eyes, Ning Sudao did not send heavy troops to guard, but all the key places of the road have set up light and dark sentry posts, do not allow idlers to approach.

At the key point leading to Tingtao Pavilion, at the crossing of the mountain road, two big men in brocade clothes stood with their hands in their hands, looking leisurely, but in fact, they were looking at the four roads, listening to all directions, and paying attention to the movements, they were all first-class guards in the Ningsudao County Guard's Mansion, and they changed their costumes to guard here.

One of the white-faced men looked at the sky and said with a smile: "It's almost noon, and I want to have a few glasses of wine after the shift change." ”

The other person frowned and said: "Didn't you say that the king is coming today, don't be careless, if there is any mistake in the eyes of the king, I am afraid that you will not have a chance to be promoted for three or five years." ”

The white-faced man seemed to be in spirit, and said mysteriously: "Don't you know, the king can't come up today." ”

The other person said suspiciously: "How can it be, I heard from the commander yesterday that the king is coming to meet the distinguished guests today, so let us be careful about our inspection." ”

The white-faced man said proudly: "You are outdated news, last night those distinguished guests sent a letter to the king, saying that it was going to be delayed for a day, the king has agreed, so tomorrow is the most important, these days we are on guard day and night, we have long been exhausted, if you don't take advantage of tonight to rest, tomorrow will not make a mistake." ”

The man glanced at the white-faced man with some jealousy, if this person is not more than a martial artist, but he has the ability to coax the commander to smile, very well-informed, since he said so, it is eight or nine is not far from ten, the sweat beads on the head silently, the autumn sun is shining on the head, and he can't help but feel tired, since the king will not be here today, he is also a lot more relaxed, simply walked to the bamboo forest on the side of the road, picked a stone and sat down. But he said: "I'll rest for a while, you help watch, if the commander comes to inspect, you can let me know." ”

The white-faced man's eyes flashed with anger, and then turned into ridicule, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry, if the commander comes, I can see it from afar." ”

Turning sideways, the man in white was secretly annoyed in his heart, and said in his heart, on weekdays, he only knew that he would scold me openly and secretly, Lao Tzu had never been lazy and idle, with your ability and skill, if you could be promoted to a delusional spirit, if it wasn't for Lao Tzu not wanting to make a feud with you, I would yin you once today, and let the commander reprimand you.

Just thinking like this, he suddenly saw a gray-clothed young man walking slowly on the mountain road, walking towards this side, he was originally annoyed, so he said loudly: "Hey, boy, no idle people are allowed to trespass here, you have to go east in the mountains, don't wander here." "He speaks with a very official voice, and if he is wise, he will leave immediately, as is the case these days. Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed young man did not pause at all, when he spoke, he had already come to the front, the white-faced man's heart trembled, this young man looked extremely slow when he walked, but more than a hundred zhang, but in an instant, this person must have a problem. He pressed the hilt of his sword and said, "Who are you, stand still and do not come near." He raised his voice, trying to alert his companions, who were resting in the woods, for the boy was obviously not easy to match, and if he could flank the front and back, he might be able to succeed.

The young man stopped, glanced at him coldly, the white-faced man only felt that the man's eyes were full of murderous aura, his hand gripping the hilt of the knife burst up, feeling that the upper and lower parts of the body were as cold as being soaked in ice water, he was frightened in his heart, and he was about to raise his head to warn, but when he opened his mouth, the blood was gushing out, he coughed violently, and the blood he coughed up was mixed with fragments of internal organs, and I don't know when, the young man had silently shattered his internal organs. He fell to the ground, looking hard at the bamboo forest next to him and the gray-clothed boy, expecting to see the boy being attacked and killed by his companions. The gray-clothed young man walked up to him and lowered his head to untie the saber at his waist, and at this moment, a cold light shot out of the forest and hit the young man's vest, and a look of excitement flashed in the eyes of the white-faced man. The figure of the gray-clothed young man suddenly soared up, like an electric flame, and rose upside down with the strange body method of the fish and dragon jumping back, and in his hand was the saber of the white-faced man, who was slashed in the air with a volley, the cold light flowed, and the white-faced man's eyes burst out, and he watched his companion being split by the unpredictable knife of the gods and demons, and the blood and body fell from the air, and the last image in the eyes of the white-faced man was the back of the gray-clothed young man walking slowly in the direction of Tingtao Pavilion.

Listening to the Tao Pavilion in the inner courtyard of the main hall, the blue-clothed young man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the long and wide painting in the hall "Broken Cauldron and Sinking Boat" on the hall and fell into deep thought, it was a famous brush and ink, the overlord Xiang Yu on the picture scroll was wearing armor and sharp, murderous, and was leading the army to charge into battle, in the distance in the river, faintly saw the wreckage of the sinking boat, the martial courage of the overlord, and the fear of the Qin army was vividly described.

In the hall, Mo Qingyun, a scholar in Tsing Yi, and Lian Wuxian exchanged a few glances, but they all looked helpless, and when they returned to Tingtao Pavilion yesterday, the young man in blue suddenly postponed the time to meet with Wu Heng, the king of Yunnan, in the eyes of these two people, if Wu Heng is here, there must be a master to accompany him, so even if the young man in gray really appears, it is impossible to succeed, if it is only with their own strength, they are afraid that they will suffer heavy damage, but their opinion was vetoed by the young man in blue. They know the Lord's temperament, and although they follow the advice before making a decision, once the decision is made, it cannot be changed, so although the two of them are uneasy, they have no way to stop the current situation.

In the vast courtyard outside the main hall of Tingtao Pavilion, two black-clothed young men guarded one left and one right, one wearing a spirit snake sword and the other wearing a straight sharp knife, it was the two people who were guarding in the Banshan Pavilion that day, they stood like a mountain, vigilantly guarding the courtyard gate. Suddenly, the black-clothed young man with a sword turned his head slightly, frowned, and said, "Zhou Yun, I seem to have heard a strange voice, very similar to the voice of being stopped crying for help before dying. The young man with the saber turned cold, and said, "Jiao Ping, could it be that person really came up to the Lord?" At this time, a clear scream suddenly came from the air, but it was cut off halfway, as if his throat had been cut off by life.

Both of them were shocked, looked at each other, and were about to speak, at this time the other two screams sounded, both of them were in their hearts, listening to the first scream, it should be the direction of the guards listening to the Taoge Garden Gate, and the next scream was approaching this side, it seems that this person must have killed all the way, so vicious and brave, it must be the gray-clothed young man. This young man must not be allowed to enter, after the two warned inward, they exchanged a look, that day in Xuanyuan Terrace, although the two were intimidated by the gray-clothed young man, but that was mainly because the two of them had not been given the order to shoot, and now even if the gray-clothed young man is extremely powerful, they can't easily retreat, otherwise there will be no face to continue to protect the Lord in the future.

Then the two of them were almost tormented, screaming one after another, the man actually wanted to eliminate the surrounding county guards before they came in, but their lord had already ordered them not to go out to meet them, they could only hold on here, in desperation, the two could only wait for the assassin to arrive, although those guards had nothing to do with them, but watching someone kill people around them and not being able to do anything, this humiliation made them even more eager to fight, even if it was certain death. However, the two of them also gradually developed a chill, that person so quickly and easily eliminated the guards around him, it would never be possible to change himself. While the two of them were waiting, there was the sound of staggering footsteps in their ears.

The two of them raised their eyes and saw that the commander of the guard of Baling County, who had been dealing with them for many days, was running towards them along the stone path, and Zhou Yun hurriedly greeted him and said, "Commander Liu, come to our side quickly." Jiao Ping smiled coldly, followed Zhou Yun to meet him, faintly protecting Zhou Yun's side, and his expression was a little disapproving. The leader's eyes flashed with expectation, and he ran desperately, but unexpectedly, just when he was just grabbed by the arms of the two of them, a shocking volley swept over the side of the person, blood splashed, and Commander Liu's head flew up, in the exclamations of Zhou Yun and Jiao Ping, Commander Liu's body fell to the ground, and the remnants of the shock did not stop, passing by the two of them, flying five or six feet, and did not enter the black lacquer courtyard gate, but it was a broken knife.

Zhou Yun and Jiao Ping let out a cold sweat, and shouted angrily at the same time: "What person, get out, don't hide your head and show your tail." ”

At the corner of the bluestone path, behind the bamboo forest, there was a long sigh, and then the two of them saw a gray-clothed young man come out with his hands, obviously he had just carried out a tragic killing, but there was not a drop of blood on his body, and there was no trace of excitement in his eyes, if it weren't for Zhou Yun and Jiao Ping, who had already had a prejudice, I was afraid that they would never believe that this young man was the assassin who slaughtered the guards in the garden.

Zijing looked at the two familiar faces, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, he didn't expect that the person he was going to kill today turned out to be a friend at first sight, thinking of the sincerity of the blue-clothed young man yesterday, how could he not make him a little disappointed, but he had already promised the black-clothed leader, so there was no room for reversal. Walking towards the courtyard gate of the main hall, every step left blood-stained footprints, although there was no blood stain on his shirt, but the bottom of his boots was already bloodstained.

Zhou Yun took a deep breath, pulled out the knife from its sheath, and said coldly: "Your Excellency came today, but it was to assassinate my lord, regardless of the lord's courtesy to you, those guards are innocent, your Excellency wants to kill so indiscriminately." ”

Zi Jing glanced at him lightly, and said: "These people will be killed if they kill, what is there to say, there are no innocent people in the world, since they are holding swords, they must be prepared to be killed by swords, I have a relationship with you yesterday, if you retreat, I will not kill you." ”

Jiao Ping withdrew his sword and stepped forward and said coldly: "That's not necessarily, maybe we will spare your life." Yanshan guards the Xuan Group, and Jiao Ping of the Yinshan Sword Sect asks Your Excellency for advice. ”

Zhou Yun also said coldly: "Yanshan Guardian Xuan Group has no regrets knife Zhou Yun, please give me advice." ”

Zijing looked at the clear sky, and sighed: "Since you seek death by yourself, you can't complain about me, and I am going to kill your lord today, there is no mercy at all, and if I can cut the grass and eradicate the roots, or no one will know about today's events, I can continue to stay in Dongting, you accept your fate." ”

Jiao Ping and Zhou Yun looked at each other, isn't this young man a nerd, he has no concealment of killing here, even if the subordinates of the King of Dian are incompetent, they can find out his identity, no one wants to know about this matter, but I am afraid that it will be more difficult than ascending to the sky, the two originally thought that the young man in gray intended to tease, but the young man looked solemn, obviously not joking, the two waved away the question of whether the young man was an idiot, and first attacked.

Zhou Yun pounced on the knife and slashed at Zi Jing's door, his knife technique was full of the spirit of never returning, the knife turned into a long rainbow, and Jiao Ping echoed from the side, the slender sword body was like a spirit snake spitting letters, attacking Zi Jing's right ribs, the martial arts of these two people are one dignified, fierce and brave, one is weird and vicious, and it is impossible to prevent it, and the cooperation is really seamless.

Zi Jing's eyes flashed with a bright light, at this moment he had no weapon in his hand, his figure flashed, and a palm struck Zhou Yun's chest, Zhou Yun's knife was split out in anger, almost the crystallization of all his hard work, fierce, unexpectedly, he was almost subconsciously pushed horizontally, tossing and turning, without any obstacles, Zhou Yun only felt that the knife technique had never been so handy, if this young man did not retreat, he would inevitably be cut off by the steel knife, if he wanted to retreat, at this time Jiao Ping had already stabbed his vest with a sword, at least Zhou Yun thought that this situation could not get out。

Zi Jing let out a long laugh, his body rose vertically, he turned over unexpectedly, kicked Zhou Yun's steel knife with his right foot, and avoided Jiao Ping's long sword at the same time. Zhou Yun only felt that the powerful and peerless power was surging from the saber, and the internal force was like a sword, attacking his heart, and he rushed out with a mouthful of blood, staggering back. At the same time, in his field of vision, he saw that the gray-clothed young man was attached to Jiao Ping, who had a sword that had missed, Jiao Ping was in danger, the long sword was reversed, and it pierced backwards, this sword was like an antelope hanging on its horns, without warning, Zhou Yun couldn't help but shout: "Okay!" Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed young man's body twisted strangely, and the long sword slashed through his waist, but even his clothes were not torn, and the gray-clothed young man struck Jiao Ping's back with a palm, Jiao Ping's body trembled, and he flew forward. Zhou Yun saw Jiao Ping's pale face and godless eyes at a glance, and knew that if he was allowed to hit the ground, he would die immediately, and regardless of the fact that he was vomiting blood again and again, he rushed forward and hugged Jiao Ping, and the two fell together.

Zhou Yun struggled to get up, hugged Jiao Ping and flattened him, reached out to probe his pulse and breathing, although it was weak, there was no sign of breath, he was about to reach out to grab the saber that fell to the side, and received another heavy blow to his chest, he turned over and fell to the ground, and then his chest was stepped on by an iron foot, he only felt difficult to breathe, dizzy, and only saw a lonely figure in the haze, faintly saw the man's right hand move, his saber flew into the man's palm, a good move clean and neat "dragon hand" , and then he saw the man swing his knife and slash, Zhou Yun was almost stunned, staring at the man with blood-red eyes. Just at the last moment, someone shouted: "Zijing Gongzi, stop." Then Zhou Yun's mind fell into a coma, and he didn't know who was going to work.

The sharp knife in Zijing's hand pointed at Zhou Yun's throat, less than half an inch away, the reason why he stopped was not because someone stopped him, but five zhang inside the courtyard gate of the cave, and ten zhang away from him, the handsome young man who was ready to shoot the bow, with a blood-red arrow on the vermilion short bow, a wisp of murderous aura pointed at his eyebrows through the arrow. And standing at the gate of the courtyard was the emaciated and ordinary young man in black, at this moment he was holding his hands on his waist, wearing deerskin gloves on his hands, and there were stars twinkling between his fingers, this young man was actually a master of hidden weapons. The scholar in Tsing Yi stood in front of the emaciated young man, and it was he who spoke out to stop Zijing from poisoning.

Mo Qingyun took half a step forward, bowed down and said, "Prince Zijing's subordinates are merciful, please look at the thin noodles on the lord and let these two go." ”

Zi looked at Mo Qingyun quietly, the straight sharp knife in his hand did not move in the slightest, and he said coldly: "Yesterday on the Xuanyuan Terrace, you were also present, you should know the purpose of my coming here, since you are here, you can know that you are the target of my assassination, in this case, the two sides are already hostile, why should I look at his face and let go of these two guards who dare to attack me." ”

Mo Qingyun sighed and said: "Yesterday, the Lord and I carefully studied, guessing that Zijing Gongzi may appear in Tingtao Pavilion, after all, on this Jun Mountain, there are not many people worthy of Gongzi's assassination, after learning the identity of Gongzi, we all said that Zijing Gongzi may let go of this matter, only the Lord insisted, saying that Gongzi is a person who promises a thousand gold, even if he learns the identity of the Lord, he will not stop and leave. Although Childe came here for something, but after all, it was just for a promise, if he couldn't get it today, wouldn't Childe let go of this matter, so in this way, there is still room for turnaround, why should Childe kill these two guards, they are no longer harmful, and please forgive Childe. ”

A trace of hesitation flashed in Zijing's eyes, and after a moment, he withdrew his left foot, walked towards Mo Qingyun with a knife, and asked coldly, "Is the eldest brother inside?"

Mo Qingyun couldn't help but smile bitterly, how could there be a brother who called "big brother" in his mouth, but wanted to go in and kill people, but he didn't dare to provoke this seemingly ordinary, but crazy and bloodthirsty young man, and replied: "The Lord is waiting in the hall, so I will invite my son in." ”

Zijing sighed softly, walked inward, and when he passed by Mo Qingyun again, when he walked past Zhangyu, the handsome young man who was ready to shoot still did not put away the arrow, pointing at his vital point, and the emaciated young man was even more cold, turned around, and raised his hands gently, it seemed that as long as Mo Qingyun gave an order, they would attack from the front and back. Mo Qingyun's expression changed back and forth, but he didn't give an order after all.

Zi Jing walked forward a few more feet, and when he passed by the side of the young man with the bow, he suddenly stopped and said coldly, "Why don't you give the order to make a move." ”

Mo Qingyun smiled bitterly: "I know that Gongzi Jing deliberately induced us to raid so as to get a chance to kill us, so I didn't dare to give the order. ”

Zijing looked up to the sky and laughed, her delicate face showed a happy look, and said: "You guessed right, although the eldest brother's face is not good and not sold, but he is about to turn his face, if I can take the opportunity to kill the three of you, I will have a greater chance of succeeding, but it's a pity that you are too smart, just wait until I kill the eldest brother, you still have to fight with me, and then I will learn your skills." ”

The two black-clothed young men showed anger on their faces, and the young man with the bow said loudly: "Yanshan Guardian Xuangu Hua Wuxue will ask Your Excellency for advice later. ”

The emaciated young man also said coldly: "Tang Ping of the Yanshan Guardian Xuan Group will also wait for Your Excellency's advice. ”

A trace of distress suddenly flashed on Zi Jing's face, Yanshan Guard, why is this name so familiar, but he can't think of it, he never worries about the things he can't remember, he walks towards the inner courtyard, and the doors are opened one after another, Zi Jing has no consciousness of walking into the trap, just proudly steps inward, this kind of bearing, the people around him are secretly heartbroken.

When Zi Jing finally walked to the main hall of the inner courtyard, he saw at a glance the blue-clothed young man he met yesterday standing on the steps with his hands in his hands, behind him, the black-clothed young man with high martial arts stood solemnly, and there were four other guards standing at the bottom of the steps, except for that, there was only an old man in black standing under the begonia tree in the courtyard, with white hair and a cold expression.

When the blue-clothed young man saw Zijing, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "Brother, although I expected it, I still hope that you will not come here today, you must be going to kill me today, right?"

Zijing saw the young man in blue, and his originally firm heart suddenly became apologetic, no matter what, he was inexplicably going to assassinate him, but he didn't speak ill of himself, and shook the steps, Zijing said apologetically: "It's good for the eldest brother to blame me, it's good to blame me, there is no room for this matter, if I kill the eldest brother, naturally your subordinates will kill me to take revenge, and I will try not to take their lives." ”

Before the young man in blue could answer, the old man in black snorted coldly: "What a big breath, old man Tianqi Meng Huan, I want to see what ability you have to kill His Royal Highness the Prince in front of the old man." ”

Zi Jing's heart was shocked, and he glanced at the young man in blue in confusion, the young man in blue smiled apologetically, and said: "Brother, don't blame, you and I didn't pass the name and surname yesterday, the brother is Luo Chengyu, the son of King Yan, brother, since you and Dongting are sisters and brothers, you should also be in the same vein, why are you in the same room, if the brothers are willing to take a step back, wouldn't everyone be happy." ”

Zijing lowered his head, so it was, no wonder he felt familiar, the Yanshan guard, isn't it the most elite guard battalion under the command of King Yan of Youji, it is said that it was founded by the lord of Huofeng County, among which there are countless capable people, all of them can be on their own, and they only hate that they don't want to hear the word Youji in their lives, so they didn't react, if he had known that these people were from Youji, he would never have stepped into Tingtao Pavilion half a step.

Seeing him like this, the hearts of all the people in Youji were wide, and they all thought that this young man was either afraid of the power of Youji, or because of the double absolute, he had begun to succumb, if it could be like this, this young man's ruthless and shocking martial arts made them unwilling to be enemies, and the old man even said: " The old man and Mr. Qingjue have also been friends for many years, since the two girls are his heirs, and they challenged Yan Zishuang in Yueyang Tower, the old man is also very admired, Zijing Gongzi might as well go and pick up the two girls and return to Youji with our son, wouldn't it be better. ”

At this time, the young man, who had originally become depressed and depressed, suddenly raised his head, as if it was a sword out of the box, the bright light broke the curtain, and instantly became as powerful as a mountain, the young man's eyes had become blood-red, and the aura of slaughter rose to the sky. But the young man's gaze seemed to pass through Lian Traceless Body, and he looked at Luo Chengyu fixedly. Luo Chengyu gently stretched out his hand, pushed Lian Wuxian away, and met the blood-red gaze, to his surprise, the originally clear and cold phoenix eyes seemed to be lit with a blazing flame, which was an indescribable grief and resentment. He said loudly: "Zijing, you have a deep grudge with Youji, can you tell your brother, or there is a possibility of resolution." ”

Zijing suddenly looked up and laughed, the laughter was full of helplessness and despair, and after a long time, he said sharply: "It turns out that you are Luo Chengyu, that's it, I am just trying to apologize for my crimes, and I will not let go of today's opportunity, Luo Chengyu, if you die in my hands today, it will naturally be a hundred, at most I will accompany you to die, if you escape this catastrophe, I will never fight with you in this life." ”

Luo Chengyu's eyes were full of doubts, and he said, "Zijing, you seem to be targeting Brother Wei himself, what's going on?"

Zijing looked at his handsome face and muttered, "What you naturally don't understand, you naturally don't understand." After saying that, he flew towards Luo Chengyu, and the sharp knife in his hand stabbed Luo Chengyu in the chest. Lian Wuxian had already taken precautions, and leaned in to meet him, with a clanging sound, a cold light reflected the sky, facing the sharp knife in Zijing's hand, the inner courtyard was very wide, but these two people volleyed out the knife at the same time, almost everyone felt that the knife wind was blowing in their faces, and their eyes were full of knife light like snow, and the scattered knife wind passed by, flowers and trees were scattered, and branches and leaves were flying.

The pair of similar-looking brothers escorted Luo Chengyu into the hall, and the other Yanshan guards, except for the old man in black who was still standing still, all avoided the corner of the courtyard wall, and they were shocked in their hearts, although they respected the status and martial arts of practicing without a trace, but they still felt that he was not qualified to enter the heavenly group.

Lian Wuxian felt very happy in his heart, after so many years, in addition to fighting with the Sword King and being able to show his strengths, he fought on weekdays, either before the trick came out, the enemy had already given the head, or the enemy used various means to avoid confrontation with himself, or after he joined the Yanshan Guard, he accidentally fought with the two groups of colleagues in heaven and earth, no matter whether he won or lost, he was not so happy. He, the sword demon practice without a trace, with the peerless sword technique to dominate the world, one of the three major killers in the world, the status of the rivers and lakes is prominent. In fact, where can he be regarded as a killer, the killer often sneaks up in secret, misses a hit, and floats away, but he is in broad daylight, hunting with a magic knife, barely an assassin, not a killer.

The desire to practice the life of Wuxian is to become the first knife in the world, for this ambition, he went to challenge the sword king, but unfortunately lost the battle. Sword King Yang Yuan, one of the four great masters, is also the king of Yi of the imperial court, Yang Wei's cousin, after he was defeated, the imperial court sent the inner guards to chase him down, wanting to capture him alive. He was rescued in a dilemma of life and death, and then he was both grateful and in order to avoid disaster, he took refuge in Youji, but his greatest wish was still to meet a master of sword art and improve his martial arts skills through a duel. Today he got his long-cherished wish, this young man's knife technique is so wild and ruthless, and he attacks against attack, actually equal, practice without a trace has always been conceited, his knife technique is known for killing attacks, if it is about attack, no one can beat it. Although he was defeated by Yang Yuan's deep and strong sword skills, he felt that he was not interested in Yang Yuan's sword skills, and he was not a fellow practitioner, but this young man could actually match him in attack, which made him not excited.

Looking at the two people who were fighting, the black-clothed guard who was holding on to the folding fan opened his mouth wide, looking very ridiculous, the sword light was all over the field, and the figures of the two people were almost invisible in the light and shadow, he closed his eyes with difficulty, hoping to calm down, he was the most calm person in the Xuan Group, and he knew that he was intimidated by the sword skills of the two people, if he didn't wake up, it would be difficult to deal with the next situation. After a while, he calmed down, didn't look at the sword light and rainbow shadow in the field, and looked around, only to see that Meng Yu was already standing on the stone steps in front of the hall, just in case Zijing won the victory and flew to attack. Except for Jiao Ping and Zhou Yun, his group was scattered around, looking at the dazzling sword light and being stunned, and his colleagues in his group were a little closer to the battlefield, his rough face was full of subtle knife marks, and the blood was like weaving, but he looked at the knife light in a daze, not knowing that he was injured. The fan guard scolded in a low voice, moved behind his colleague with difficulty, dragged him to the wall, and tapped his Lingtai acupoint, the guard trembled, he had come to his senses, he didn't dare to look at the battlefield again, and scolded: "It's just that Lian Ye is a sword demon, why is this kid's knife technique so evil." ”

At this moment, the two people in the field shouted at the same time, and then there was a series of loud knife sounds, and the fan guards couldn't help but raise their eyes, only to see that the two of them were in the air, every time they flipped, they were when the two knives hit continuously, both of them were like dragons rolling and fighting in the air, and when they were exhausted, both of them were quite tacitly pointing at the ground with knives, and jumped in the air again.

The sound of the sword roaring became louder and louder, and the impact of each other echoed, shaking the young guards of the Xuan Group dizzy, at this moment, Zijing suddenly froze in the air for a moment, and slashed it away when practicing the traceless flip, practicing the traceless knew that it was not good, the long knife was behind horizontally, and the wings could block this thunderous blow. There was a deafening loud noise, the sharp knife in the young man's hand broke from it, and Lian Wuxi's body fell to the ground like a broken kite, fortunately his knife was a treasure knife, and he sealed it in time, avoiding the bad luck of breaking it in two, but he was still injured by the internal force and fell to the ground. The gray-clothed young man turned over in the air, folded to the ground, and swooped down like a flying eagle and a rabbit, and slashed at Lian Wuji's neck with a broken knife, but Lian Wuxian seemed to have been prepared, head and foot, both feet flew in a row, with a loud bang, a kick hit Zijing's arm, and the broken knife flew down. Zi Jing's eyes flashed with blazing light, and she flew up with the help of her strength, her body flipped in the air, and suddenly turned towards Luo Chengyu, who was standing in the hall. At the same time, Lian Wuxian fell into the dust and was picked up by the fan guards.

The old man in black raised his eyes to look at the gray-clothed young man flying in the air, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, a palm split, the yin wind roared, the gray-clothed young man fought back with a palm in the air, and the two palms collided together, in the loud noise, the gray-clothed young man shook back, where is the gap in internal force after all, this gray-clothed young man is a volley again, and he is naturally going to fall down. But Zi Jing's body is really shocking, he took a deep breath, held his breath, his body floated away with the wind like a light feather, suddenly rose, and then counterattacked back, this time the old man in black looked at him with a strange light, and it was a palm split, Zi Jing was floating far away this time, rolling in the air, and pounced back, the old man in black had to hit out with another palm, his internal strength was deep, Zijing couldn't attack his battle circle, so he had to plunge into the air again, volleying. In this way, Zijing pounced nine times, and the old man also repelled him nine times.

This old man is good at a kind of "Nine Absolute Yin Wind Palm", which can make people lose their souls under one palm, but although Zijing can't break his defense, he can counterattack and attack again and again, such a stalemate situation should have been unfavorable to the two, but the old man found that Zijing's face gradually calmed down, but he used all his strength to send nine palms, and his strength was not continued, and he couldn't help but be secretly anxious, just when the young man pounced for the tenth time, a red light flashed away, and it didn't enter Zijing's back.

At this time, the old man couldn't see the change, and still struck out with a palm, but this time it was not empty, after a loud "bang", Zijing's body seemed to fly outward like a dead leaf, "boom", Zijing hit the begonia tree, and the trunk was broken. At this moment, the old man realized that behind Zijing's tumbling and falling body, a red arrow sank into his shoulder and back. He raised his eyes and saw Hua Wuxue, whose face was like paper, standing at the gate of the courtyard, still maintaining the posture of drawing his bow and releasing arrows. A trace of anger flashed in his heart, but it disappeared in an instant, the mission of Yanshan's guards was to protect the lord, since he couldn't win, it was no wonder that Hua Wuxue was plotting against his opponent.

At this time, Luo Chengyu hurriedly walked out and walked under the begonia tree, his face was anxious, obviously worried about Zijing's life and death, the old man wanted to stop it, but thinking of his palm, this gray-clothed young man must have lost his life, and he didn't have to anger the prince for this, so he finally didn't make a sound. Luo Chengyu ran to the begonia tree, looked at Zijing's pale face as white as snow, felt a pain in his heart, leaned over to check his pulse, at this moment, the young man who didn't know life and death suddenly reached out to lock Luo Chengyu's wrist vein, and jumped up. Everyone in Youji exclaimed, and they were about to rush to the rescue, Zi Jing shouted angrily: "Stop." With that, he grabbed Luo Chengyu's throat with his other hand. The crowd had to stop.

Luo Chengyu said with concern: "Are you seriously injured, can you still support it?"

Zijing's body trembled, and the left hand that was holding Luo Chengyu's throat loosened slightly, and said in a low voice: "I am seriously injured, if there is no one to treat me, I will not be able to last an hour." ”

Luo Chengyu said: "In this case, you can be regarded as fighting with all your might, your promise to others has been fulfilled, why don't you let me go and let me send someone to heal your wounds, if you have any hatred and dissatisfaction with me, how about we solve it afterwards?"

Zijing's voice came from behind, so tired and dazed, he whispered: "Don't you hate me, I really want to kill you." ”

Luo Chengyu said sincerely: "Zijing, no matter what reason you hate me, but I believe that there is no direct hatred between us, if you believe me, I will have a way to solve this matter, now although both sides are defeated, but in the end your lives are safe, if you continue like this, it is to fight to the death, what is the benefit, Zijing, you and Shuang are the same sister and brother, I think there should be no hatred for Youji, is it because of me that you are so resentful?"

Zijing's body was trembling, and finally, he let go of his hand and pushed Luo Chengyu away, several Yanshan guards hurriedly came over to protect him, Zijing stared at him for a moment, and suddenly hit his chest with a palm, Luo Chengyu exclaimed: "Zijing!" A red light popped out from behind him, it was a delicate and vicious red arrow. Zijing's body shook and walked towards the courtyard gate. Luo Chengyu shouted: "Zijing, you have to stay and recuperate." ”

Zijing stood up and said coldly: "Are you trying to force me to death?"

Luo Chengyu said worriedly: "Zijing, why are you doing this?"

Zi Jing laughed loudly, blood gushed out of the laughter, on his back, in his mouth, blood flowed like an infusion, but Zi Jing's posture was still arrogant, he walked towards the courtyard gate, and the Yanshan guards who originally wanted to stop him were shocked by his appearance, and couldn't help but get out of the way. Walking to the door, Zijing stopped again and said, "Qingping and Sister Luqi are recuperating from their injuries in Qixingwu, let Lei Jianyun take you to find them, and I will entrust them to you to take care of, you can agree." ”

Luo Chengyu's heart gradually sank, this is obviously a matter of entrusting the future, this young man would rather die than accept his kindness, what is this for? He said gloomily: "Shuangjue is a descendant of Youji, this matter is the duty of my brother, but Zijing, your injury is too serious, can you stay to recuperate, and when you recover, I will never force you to stay." ”

Zi Jing said coldly: "I won't accept your kindness even if I die, I just hate that I can't kill you, Luo Chengyu, and there will be no time in the future." With that, he suddenly flew away with light skills, although he was seriously injured, but his body was still so agile and light, and he swept a distance of a hundred zhang between his fingers, and disappeared without a trace.

Luo Chengyu was in remorse, Meng Yu suddenly exclaimed: "It's not good, Shizi, that's 'a thousand miles of line', he is the heir of Emperor Yin, it is very likely that he is ......" The last few words, he said close to Luo Chengyu's ear, Luo Chengyu's face suddenly turned snow-white, and muttered: "I see, it turned out to be him, quickly, immediately send someone to find him back." ”

Meng Yu said bitterly: "It's late, since he is the heir of the Hidden Emperor, he has already flown into the dark at this moment, but I'm afraid that he can't find it." ”

Luo Chengyu's face became gloomy and terrifying, and said: "Okay, good, if someone hadn't used Zijing to assassinate me, there would be no today's incident...... Humph!"

Hua Wuxue was already in a cold sweat at the moment, no matter how idiotic he was, he knew that he might have made a big mistake, so he stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and said: "Lord, my subordinates are guilty, please punish the lord heavily." ”

Everyone in Youji looked at Luo Chengyu, worried that he would blame Hua Wuxue heavily, after all, Hua Wuxue also made a mistake for the sake of protecting the master, Luo Chengyu shook his head gloomily and said, "It's none of your business." With that, he picked up the flowers and walked towards the inner hall.

At this moment, there was a chaotic sound outside, and the county guard finally realized the tragedy of Tingtao Pavilion and sent reinforcements.