Nie Junhuai has been wandering around this river and lake for fifty years.

In the past fifty years, whether it was following his father to participate in the Hundred Meetings of the Male Sword, or putting on the honorable crane of the two family heads to clear the opponents in the rivers and lakes for the Nie family, he had never seen anyone like Zhao Wu'an, sacrificing his life and death to pounce on him.

After all, he is the sword of the Nie family, and Nie Baishuang is the sword of the Nie family. Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that if he provokes him, not only will he not have good fruits to eat, but he will also be robbed and killed by his disciples to the ends of the earth.

If ordinary people want to stumble on the Nie family, they often greet Nie Baishuang. And Nie Junhuai has been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and most of the time it is he who decides the life and death of the other party. Those weaklings who were as low as ants in his eyes had no interest in even letting him lift a finger.

In the early spring of this year, on Guangnan Road, there was indeed someone who forced him to almost take out the Wangyue Sword in his sleeve, but that person was not Zhao Wu'an.

Therefore, for Zhao Wu'an's current offensive, Nie Junhuai is half incomprehensible and half boring.

He saw through the alliance between Luo Yige and the Nie family, and also saw through the plot of the Nie family, but it was a pity that he shouldn't have come to the door by himself.

Six flying swords rushed towards Nie Junhuai, and he stood still, just muttering in a low voice, "Zhao Wu'an, you are really stupid. ”

Poppies, magpies, Su Musha, Bodhisattvas, pulsatillas, mulberry picking.

The six swords locked onto Nie Junhuai's whole body, and rushed forward with a roar, almost the next moment it was about to completely penetrate the old man.

However, as Nie Junhuai's whisper came out, the six swords froze and stopped a foot in front of him.

Nie Junhuai raised his eyes, casually lowered his head from the carriage beside him, pulled out a shaft, held it in his hand, and the internal force shook slightly, and the wood paint on it shook off one after another, revealing a blade that flashed with cold light.

"This Yum knife from Willow Leaf Villa may make your death a little more relieved. ”

The tip of the knife pointed to the ground, and under the sword light, Nie Junhuai stepped on the leaves without panic.

With every inch he advanced, the six swords in front of him fell backwards by an inch. Even though Zhao Wu'an's sweat beads had soaked his back, he still couldn't stop his advance.

The second product and the first product are separated by a world of worlds. Zhao Wu'an wanted to go against the current in the second-grade realm and kill Nie Junhuai in the first-grade realm, which was too self-conscious.

Because of this, in the face of Zhao Wu'an, who suddenly appeared and stopped in front of Bianliang Gate, Nie Junhuai couldn't raise a trace of interest.

Killing Zhao Wu'an is like pinching an ant to death, but it is just an inconspicuous stumbling block on the road to great cause. To become the Nie family's century-old ambition, there are many people who have to be removed.

He sighed, "It's boring. ”

The sword light slashed out, but it was just a moment. It was as if Nie Junhuai did not take out the knife, but the knife itself, in the stagnant wind, shook slightly, and then returned to calm.

But this light knife seems to have severed some kind of connection that has always existed between the two.

Zhao Wu'an was shocked, the broken white clothes in front of him were shattered again, and a bloody arrow suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person rolled out like a deflated leather ball for a full twenty feet.

At the same time, the six flying swords also landed on the ground one foot in front of Nie Junhuai.

He stepped nonchalantly over the messy scattered flying swords, and approached Zhao Wu'an step by step.

Zhao Wu'an propped himself up on the ground, and before his upper body was straight, he spat out another mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"After receiving the three swords of Duan Hunting Heaven, plus my knife, it is indeed surprising that I can still be alive. Nie Junhuai said lightly, "But you know that you can't beat me, so why do you want to run to find death by yourself? The so-called righteous path in your heart is really more important than life?

Zhao Wu'an coughed up a mouthful of blood, and said with a bitter smile in a low voice: "Your Excellency kills people, and there are really a lot of words. ”

Nie Junhuai furrowed his brows, walked solemnly in front of Zhao Wu'an, and said in a deep voice: "It's best to see what you look like now! Don't think that with Yuwen Gu to protect you, you can be in the Central Plains Fox fake tiger might." ”

Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly: "How could it be? As early as when Duan Hunttian waved his knife at me, I guessed that your faction was going to kill me." ”

"Then you still came here with all the hard work, aren't you looking for your own death?" Nie Junhuai asked.

The distance between the two was close at hand, and Nie Junhuai watched Zhao Wu'an bow his head and cough twice, then stood up and looked at him at the same level.

"I'm not here to die. Zhao Wu'an said word by word, "I came here to expose the true face of your Nie family and the devil of the rivers and lakes, so that everyone in the world knows what kind of guys are like the Nie family in Taiyuan." ”

Among the children of the Nie family who had passed out in a coma in all directions, it seemed that someone was stimulated by Zhao Wu'an's words and let out a slight moan.

And Rao is self-proclaimed Nie Junhuai, who is accustomed to seeing this enmity in the rivers and lakes, after hearing Zhao Wu'an's words, he couldn't help but tremble. The Yum knife in his hand that he snatched from Willow Leaf Villa was almost hot.

After all, the rivers and lakes are strategizing, after all, they are maneuvering left and right, and after all, they have a guilty conscience. Even though he was calm in his heart for the Nie family's century-old cause, it wasn't until he was pointed out by his juniors in person that Nie Junhuai realized that he had never let go of all this in his heart.

After all, he still has a chivalrous heart. He was not afraid of the sins of the family with both hands, but he was unwilling to stain the Nie family Wangyue sword in his sleeve.

Therefore, in the twenty years since he took on the plan for the revival of the Nie family, he has been killing the enemy with both palms, and Wangyue has only shot three times in his sleeve.

But he still can't escape the heart-wrenching words of "human face and beast heart".

I don't remember how many years before Nie Junhuai, who realized that he was trembling, didn't have time to say anything, so Zhao Wu'an said again: "Before Dongfang Lianmo became the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, it was the first one of your Nie family to attach to him, running around for him, and recruiting prestige, right? ”

Nie Jun stared at this young man who didn't know what to do.

"There is no safety and no talent, but I have never heard of anyone like you, who dares to claim to be the leader of the righteous path after doing all the bad things, and go to participate in the Hundred Swords Hundred Meetings openly. ”

"Shut up. Nie Junhuai's voice was so cold that it seemed to come from under the cold abyss.

"If you want to kill, kill me, anyway, even if I die, sooner or later someone else will come to expose you, and at that time, you must want to die here like me. This paper fart the rivers and lakes, what do you want him to do. ”

Although he was not clothed, Zhao Wu'an's eyes were full of sarcasm when he looked at Nie Junhuai.

"I'll tell you to stop!" Anger rushed to Nie Junhuai's eyes, and he desperately raised his Baisheng Knife, as if to cut off some filth blocking his vision, and slashed towards Zhao Wu'an's neck.

Just kill him here and it's all over. No one will know that I am in the same stream as the Martial Arts Demon Dao, and no one will come to stop the Nie family's plan to recover. As long as Zhao Wu'an dies here, everything will return to normal.

Zhao Wu'an's last look still carried a sarcasm that made Nie Junhuai angry, as if he was laughing at a beggar who had nothing.

This is really looking for death, who do you think you are facing? That's one of the few first-class masters in this world!

But Zhao Wu'an chuckled without fear and muttered, "The reason why I know that I am not looking for death is because of you, Master?"

"I don't remember a disciple like you. A whisper came from the void, but it was fleeting.

The yum knife hung an inch in front of Zhao Wu'an's neck, and he saw that blood was about to splash on Nie Junhuai's robe. At the last moment, the layman in broken white clothes disappeared in front of Nie Junhuai out of thin air.

Nie Junhuai, who was holding a Baisheng knife, was stunned, thinking that he had seen a ghost. He shook his head vigorously before realizing that Zhao Wu'an had really disappeared.

How is this possible? Leaving aside the fact that Zhao Wu'an has been seriously injured, Nie Junhuai, who has always been cautious, has even locked Zhao Wu'an's Zhou body with his strength, and it stands to reason that he can feel it even when he raises his eyebrows.

But just when Baisheng Dao was about to take off Zhao Wu'an's head, he disappeared from under Nie Junhuai's nose.

A long-lost fear rose from Nie Junhuai's heart. Since entering the first-grade realm, he has never encountered such a mysterious thing, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has seen a ghost.

I don't understand how many moves this Zhao Wu'an still has that he doesn't know the bottom of, Nie Junhuai didn't dare to relax, his heart sank, and the dense qi machine poured out of his body like a tide from all over the world, covering his body in an instant. The intertwined energy was like a wild snake entwined in one place, indistinguishable from each other, churning wildly around Nie Junhuai.

After just a few breaths, he felt a trace of movement coming from three feet behind him.

"Found you. Nie Junhuai spit out words like a striker.

In just a moment's effort, Nie Junhuai had already turned around.

Not only did he turn around, but he even jumped out three feet in an instant, and the Baisheng knife in his hand slashed at the place where the qi machine moved.

The silence on the official road of dawn was like death, and the ten disciples of the Nie family around him had been knocked down by Zhao Wu'an, so at this moment, the only thing that could still be sensed by him was undoubtedly Zhao Wu'an himself.

Although I don't know how Zhao Wu'an escaped the killing knife, but the second time, Nie Junhuai will not be lightly defeated.

In the past 50 years, no matter what kind of advantages he has, Nie Junhuai has never taken it lightly. The Yum knife was like a frightening glimpse, and in an instant, it split a brilliant light.

"You can't escape!"

The shadow of the knife fell, bringing up a string of blood light, and Nie Junhuai's heart was slightly relieved.

However, when the sword light passed, he was surprised to find that the blood splattered out was stained red by the long placket of the Nie family's disciples.

And Zhao Wu'an stood leisurely one step behind, dressed in white.

There was not much comfort on his face, but it was not what Nie Junhuai expected, the severity of this person's injuries had reached the point of life and death.

However, Zhao Wuan didn't seem to care about the pain on his body, and his eyes revealed a sense of confidence in his hands. He hooked his fingers lightly, and Su Musha rolled up his hand.

Nie Junhuai frowned: "Don't surrender yet?"

"There is a senior who wants me to fight for my life, and I have to win. Zhao Wu'an smiled bitterly, "Since you have the will of your ancestors, how can you not fight with your life?"

"Please advise. ”

Outside Bianliang City, the double knives lead the sky to thunder, and the purple clouds roll like a tide.

On the official road, Zhao Wu'an is alone with today's first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, with seven points of recklessness and three points of madness in his eyes.