Wu Jiuhao has a family heirloom sword, but he is a down-and-out scholar.

When he found Xie Hui and said that he wanted to join the army to serve the country, Xie Hui thought he was crazy.

After all, Xie Hui was embarrassed to refuse him like this, so he had to incorporate Wu Jiuhao into the team of Jianghu knights he set up out of his own pocket, and followed the tail of the army to Youzhou.

After leaving the customs, he knew what Wu Jiuhao wanted to do. Li Yuer, who was his wife, lost her temper with him, ran away from home, and followed her brother's Northern Expedition.

Li Yuer is a heroine among women, full of family and country righteousness, and has always been unaccustomed to Wu Jiuhao being drunk today, and Xie Hui has also heard of it.

Now Li Yuer sacrificed her life to go to the country and followed Li Jing to Youzhou. Wu Jiuhao hesitated again and again, and it was naturally too late to join the army, so he had to ask Xie Hui, who intended to win over the forces of the rivers and lakes, to take him north.

Xie Hui just thought that he was a burden, anyway, the army was drawn, and the food of 3,000 people was not much for him, so he didn't care, and he was bent on keeping up with the army and participating in the war to serve the country.

In the battle of the Gaoliang River, the fierce battle was fought for one day and one night, and the Song army was defeated and retreated in a hurry.

Li Jing was in the Chinese army, Li Yuer chased Li Jing, Xie Hui and others should have met the defeated Song army, but because of the wrong map, the two armies passed by.

That was also the last time Wu Jiuhao was close to Li Yuer in his life.

When they said goodbye, the two were already separated by tens of thousands of Liao troops. Li Yuer was isolated, and Wu Jiuhao stood on top of the distant peak, and he was powerless.

Li Jing had already vomited blood and died, Li Yuer was unwilling to be defeated, and retreated and fought, surrounded by tens of thousands of Liao legions.

The general of the Liao army, Yelu Danfeng, admired this heroine very much, and specially besieged it without attacking it, for a day and a night.

In the early morning of the second day, Li Yuer killed herself in the middle of the army, and died without surrendering.

After three incense sticks, the news reached the Chinese army, and when Yelu Danfeng was sighing, he saw a sword outside the tent.

Wu Jiuhao went from nine products to one product, and only used those three incense sticks.

One sword broke through the nine realms, and another sword reached the Chinese army, taking off the head of Yelu Dan Peak.

The appearance at that time was similar to the Yuwen lonely hanging in front of him now.

Xie Hui never thought that he could reach the top like these people, and he never thought of wasting his life like that.

One step to the sky, you will be jealous. Anyone who has an epiphany, Xie Hui has never seen them still live well in the world.

Yuwen Guhang is now here to kill him, and naturally he has already put his life into it. Whether Xie Hui dies or not is still two words, but Yuwen is lonely but he will definitely die.

That's why Xie Hui asked.

Why.

Yuwen walked alone in the air, if the immortals came into the world, all the chivalrous people in the place they passed were on the ground, and no one dared to speak.

The black-clothed men who had chased Xu Banfeng before looked at each other and were a little hesitant.

"Come back. Xie Hui said, "You don't have to hit it." ”

The people in black retreated one after another as if they were amnesty, and stood back by Xie Hui's side.

In this kind of posture, Yuwen is lonely and seeks to fight, and only by fighting can he accumulate momentum and improve.

Xie Hui just wanted to avoid fighting and wait for him to exhaust himself and die.

And Yuwen Lonely Hanging also had the intention of killing, and the folding fan in his hand withered and dispersed step by step, and the essence in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Ben didn't have to say more.

If Xie Hui had a few moments, he mistook Yuwen Guhang for an ally.

So Yuwen is lonely, and from beginning to end, he has never regarded Xie Hui as a friend.

The evil of this world, the gloomy clouds hanging over the heads of the two dynasties, and the lifelong enemy who will kill even if he gambles his life.

From beginning to end, Yuwen Guhang was determined to die, without exception.

But if there is anything that can make him lay down his kingdom without complaint?

Words from a high position.

That's only one left.

Over the years, no matter where he is, he has always had a Roselle sword hanging in his heart.

At such a point where you are dead and alive, Yuwen is lonely and somehow, and a trace of playfulness suddenly floats in his heart.

"If anything, I'm probably for a beautiful woman. ”

Time has passed, and he is no longer the high-spirited teenager he was when he put on the court uniform of the prime minister.

But at least tonight, fate gave him another chance.

This time, Yuwen Lonely Hang can stand frankly under the night sky, facing the eyes of tens of thousands of people, and spit out the words that were buried deep in his heart back then.

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It took a lot of effort for Twilight to climb back to the roof.

If it was with both hands, of course, it would be far from having to be so laborious, but even Duan Taoli, who was pulling him, forgot to exert his strength, and let him hang his head outside the wall for a long time, rubbing back little by little.

It's no wonder that Duan Taoli forgot about his existence, if it weren't for the exhaustion of the energy in his body, he would be crushed if he wasn't careful, and Dailou Duyun was also quite willing to stop outside for a while to see the heroic appearance of this leaf-making country.

But now, this kung fu of stepping on the clouds and condensing the air, where can people see the appearance of a country.

It is clearly a supreme martial artist who proves the Tao with his strength and has perfected his skills.

Even Hu Buxi, who had been a first-class grandmaster, was full of surprise at this time, and his eyes widened. The rest of the people don't need to be mentioned.

Among the few people on the stage, the most calm was Zhu Nanzhan, who had been a teacher of a country's qi observation.

All things in heaven and earth, especially martial arts cultivation and the flow of strength, are all tied to the prosperity and decline of qi. Now that Yuwen is lonely and hangs like this, the qi around him must have reached a level that ordinary people can't imagine.

However, under such circumstances, it is rare for Zhu Nanzhan to keep his complexion unchanged.

Dai Lou Duyun couldn't help but say, "Have you ever seen a similar qi machine?"

"If it is so fiery, it has never been. ”

Zhu Nanzhan bit her lip and said in a deep voice: "But there are many similar ones. ”

Zang Feng is clumsy, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Then there was a shocking scene, and the color of the hearer changed, and the whole world was shocked.

Some people have a three-year intention, and the sword flies shockingly. Some people have ten years of meaning, and the knife is like a rainbow. In some 30 years, an umbrella can also cause thunder.

No one knows how long Yuwen Guhang, who is not diligent in his four bodies, has been saving for this.

Just as no one knows how old he is. He is very deep in the city, but he looks like a teenager reluctantly, and only a trace of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes reveals the vicissitudes of time.

No one understands why, as the minister of the country, Yuwen is lonely and hangs on the same night, personally fighting for his life and fighting with Xie Hui.

"All he has is a folding fan. Su Qinghe said in disbelief.

"A flower, a tree, a grass, a leaf, or even a drop of ink can kill people, let alone a folding fan. Hu Buxi said.

Yuwen's lonely hanging fan is painted with splashed ink mountains and rivers.

Just as he has a lot of pride in his chest, he is straight like a dragon, which is comparable to the sea.

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Yuwen is lonely and separated, and Xie Hui is only ten zhang left.

The folding fan in his hand almost dissipated, leaving only the broken skeleton.

At the previous distance of nearly 100 zhang, he was almost unhindered, and everywhere he passed, everyone bowed down.

And Xie Hui will not let him move forward anymore.

is only ten zhang, Yuwen is lonely and hanging, and he can even directly crush his head with qi.

Xie Hui said coldly: "Stop him." ”

It is "blocking" rather than "killing".

Xie Hui himself also knows very well that it is difficult to kill the current Yuwen Lonely.

Not in their own hands

There is no final card, but the killer card has now been personally sent to Tangjiabao to kill the alliance leader who is so timid as a mouse that he does not even dare to participate in the martial arts conference.

Yuwen looked up to the sky and laughed: "You will tremble like this!"

The black-clothed mermaids beside Xie Hui came out, each performing a stunt to attack Yuwen Lonely.

Yuwen Gu hung his eyebrows, and stood still in place, but the several weapons that attacked him were all bounced away for a while, and the gold and bronze resounded endlessly. His breath danced like a wind.

The first group of black-clothed people only consumed some body protection true qi, and the damage caused was insignificant.

The second team followed, Yuwen Gu raised the folding fan in his hand, and the qi machine around his body was reversed like a tide for a while, and it rained down in front of him.

The sword soldiers collided with the true qi, and a cold rain and falling stars spread out in front of Yuwen Lonely, with lightning and fire, sweeping endlessly.

Facing this daunting barrier, Yuwen Guhang's face remained unchanged and walked slowly.

It was as if on this night, even the laws of heaven and earth knelt down in front of this man, welcoming him forward, opening the way for him, and helping him to be invincible.

This is not a fluke, but this man's decades of hardship have finally been recognized and responded.

I'd rather bear all the infamy and be alone.

It is not easy to be resolute only to Wanfu's fingers.

The guilt of rubbing shoulders with the love of your life.

At this moment, Yuwen only knows one thing.

If he can't save Li Shun in the end, the loneliness and foresight of this life will be meaningless.

It is not necessary to find a result in life.

A clear conscience is sufficient.

Yuwen smiled alone, threw out the folding fan in his hand, and threw it forward.

The fourteen fan bones fell apart at the same time at the moment of leaving, wrapped in incomparably powerful energy, tearing through the barrier of swords and soldiers that stood between Yuwen and Xie Hui.

He himself stepped on the impact of the dust, and the upside-down sleeves of his robe let out his breath, like flowing clouds.

I, Yuwen is lonely, except for Luo Qianxia, and I have nothing to regret in this life.

Until this moment, Xie Hui finally understood the reason why Yuwen was desperate to kill him.

It was his actions that forced Yuwen Gu to a dead end. And the jade is burning, at such a juncture, for Yuwen Lonely, his life can also be abandoned.

Since he just didn't regret it, Xie Hui didn't feel guilty.

Since ancient times, such bloody battles have only been life and death.

When the barrier was penetrated, eleven of the fourteen fan bones remained.

The black-robed man twisted his withered fingers and removed the three. A strong whale swallowed the air, and went to the third, and the rest of the flesh and blood filled each other, although they were immediately killed by the fan bone, but still left the third.

When he was in front of Xie Hui, only two of the fourteen fan bones remained.

Yuwen came out alone, regardless of how many fatal cuts he had been made on his body, and he didn't care that the robe lined with fairy wind bones was half torn.

He rushed behind the fan he had thrown, pulling the qi machine from afar. Turn it into one after the other, and send it to each other.

Although it is only an insignificant wooden fan bone, in the hands of Yuwen Lone, it is no less than a divine weapon forged by celebrities.

Rao is Xie Hui, under such majesty that is almost to death, he can't help but take a step back.

A man with a big waist and a round waist quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of Xie Hui, blocking this fatal move for him.

The two fan bones sank into his chest one after the other, splashing with blood.

Yuwen sneered, raised his right hand and pinched the sword trick, and said desolately: "Accept my life!"

The scene was full of thunderous soldiers.

The swords, guns, swords, halberds worn by the people in the field, all kinds of cold blades are nearly 10,000, all of them are suspended in the air for a while, and they sound in unison.

Yuwen stared at Xie Hui with his eyes closed, like a god of soldiers. (https:)

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