Under the clear moonlight, Xu Yanchen held the knife in his hand and rotated the handle of the knife disapprovingly. In just a few steps, I had crossed the sea and stood on the shore.

The color of the eyes is deep, but there is a playful look in the eyes, as if everything is under control.

And Ling Zhixiao, who was caught off guard by this feather arrow piercing his chest from behind, was covered with bright red blood on his white beard at this moment, holding the ground with his hands, inhaling heavily, but the voice in his lungs became more and more hoarse and terrifying.

Zhao Wu'an wanted to rush up immediately to help the old man check his injuries, but Ling Zhixiao raised a hand and waved it, and he stopped firmly.

"No need to come here. Ling Zhixiao shook his head, "I can't recognize the characters in the pavilion, and it's also my Ling Mou's lack of skills, so I deserve to die here." ”

"Of course, there is only one fate for a traitor, and that is death. Xu Yanchen said leisurely, "But I don't think Ling Lao would have guessed that you were the right envoy of Luo Yige for twenty years, but in the end you died at the hands of your juniors, right?"

Ling Zhixiao smiled bitterly: "Since ancient times, the new has replaced the old, and in a filthy place like Luo Yige, there are still things that you can't guess. ”

"I have a few last words that I want to explain, can I?"

"Please. Xu Yanchen played with the scimitar in his hand, and he had the chance to win.

Ling Zhixiao turned his head and looked at Duan Hunttian, who was rushing over on the plank, and shook his head weakly but firmly.

Perhaps because of the vicissitudes of life, the actions of this old man with long eyebrows always carry an irresistible force. Like Zhao Wu'an, Duan Hunttian was stunned for a moment, then he also stopped and did not come any closer.

After all, at Ling Zhixiao's age, with this level of injury, Hua Tuo is powerless to return to heaven while he is alive. Duan Hunttian stepped forward suddenly, and it was possible to interrupt what Ling Zhixiao wanted to say.

Ling Zhixiao said hoarsely: "Zhao Jushi, you guessed right, the farmhouse at the foot of Zhongshan is indeed the entrance to the armory, and the Black Cloud will slaughter the village, one is to destroy the mouth, and the other is to use the power of the government to defend it, and there is nothing wrong with it." The reason why they want to kill Mo Dao is because they have seen me. I had been there just before the helmsman sent people to slaughter the village. ”

Xu Yanchen said coldly: "Stealing Luo Yige's confidential drawings and trying to hide his whereabouts in Jiangning Mansion, the right envoy's approach is really ridiculous to look at." As early as the moment Duan Jiatian presented the wine jug, the Pavilion Master had already personally arrived nearby. Yin Fengxiao is just a gimmick, so as to get rid of the acquaintances around you. ”

Ling Zhixiao smiled bitterly and said, "You also know, yes, not long after Hunt Tian and Zhao Jushi chased me out of the inn, I was taken to the armory by the helmsman, but I had no chance of escaping. ”

"If you had killed yourself then, it wouldn't have been so troublesome. Xu Yanchen shook his head and sighed, "It's just that the pavilion master is willing to give you a chance to make up for your mistakes, and you don't cherish it." ”

Duan Jiatian was already speechless in surprise, standing on the board of the boat in a daze, Zhao Wu'an finally understood a little: "Daoist Ling...... Is it Luo Yige's right envoy?"

"It wasn't that long ago still. Xu Yanchen snorted, "After stealing the drawings, he was caught by us and sent to the door of the armory. But seeing that you and the goddaughter of the helmsman are fighting so hotly, it seems that you don't have any plans for this, right? ”

Ling Zhixiao smiled bitterly: "The old Tao is incompetent, I am troublesome to you." Luo Yige was allowed to enter but not to leave, and I struggled to find a way to escape Jiangnan Province, but I didn't pay attention to the fact that the pavilion master had already sent someone to my side. It's none other than Luo Yige's left envoy. ”

Rao is a fierce man like Duan Hunttian, and he can't accept the current situation for a while.

I don't remember how many years ago, hiding from the rain in the dilapidated land temple, I happened to meet a crazy Taoist priest, and when he was hungry and cold, he rewarded a piece of meatloaf, and later invited him to drink a whole pot of two pots in the restaurant, and then they got a good friend and walked the rivers and lakes together.

Over the years, Duan Hunttian has challenged countless strong enemies, and has also been betrayed by countless people, so he wanders and wanders, and has many concerns about his mature temperament. Only this old man, this Taoist priest of wine and meat, can talk and laugh side by side with him, and drink bitterly without the slightest guard.

He regards Ling Zhixiao as a lifelong friend, unique.

Occasionally, Ling Zhixiao will leave for a while, but just like when he chased Zhao Wu'an out of the city, the two of them regarded goodbye to each other as a tacit understanding, anyway, although the rivers and lakes are big, they will always meet again somewhere.

Whether it's Yangzhou or Jiangning, often when one person just sits down and wants to drink a cup of hot tea, another person will quietly bring a cup of tea from the adjacent table. Then we look at each other and smile, and then swim together.

He has trusted a friend for decades and is Luo Yige's right envoy.

Duan Hunttian was not unacceptable to this situation. Although Ling Zhixiao's true identity surprised him, after all, they were friends, no matter what, there should always be some secrets between friends, and he didn't blame Ling Zhixiao.

He just didn't want Ling Zhixiao to die.

That man was his mentor, his friend.

Duan Hunttian didn't have many friends, but he cherished each one, especially Ling Zhixiao. Sticking a knife in his friend's ribs, he won't even frown.

Therefore, when Xu Yanchen spun the scimitar in his hand and said impatiently that it was almost time to send you to see Hades, Duan Hunttian took out the knife.

He was still standing on the plank, but he was out of his knife. The moment the knife moved, the person also moved, and he killed Xu Yanchen from afar.

He was too far away, so although the knife was swift, it still left too long for Xu Yanchen to react.

Xu Yanchen had long known that Duan Hunttian was stabbing behind him. He didn't even look back, but first casually waved his knife and cut off Ling Zhixiao's head.

"What a head, the pavilion will be very happy to see it. Xu Yanchen said with a smile, "Luo Yige's traitor should end up like this." ”

The scimitar is sharp, and the head is cut like mowing grass. A head was held in his hand, and Xu Yanchen's scimitar was not even stained with blood.

Duan Hunttian had already killed behind Xu Yanchen, Zhao Wu'an had also picked up the sword box, and Su Mu was hanging from the palm of his hand.

Xu Yanchen laughed, suddenly turned around and took out the knife, and when there was a crisp sound, the two knives intersected.

Although the black scimitar was small, it was extremely hard, and it forcibly blocked the knife that Duan Hunttian tried his best to.

After a single blow, the two of them each took a step back, and the nameless wind swept towards the center, and the sand and dust on the ground exploded, leaving a small pit on the ground.

Xu Yanchen grinned out a mouthful of white teeth, and danced the scimitar like a leaf in the wind.

Duan Hunttian Meiyu was full of resoluteness, and said in a deep voice: "I don't care if he is a traitor or not, but he is my brother and my friend. ”

"If you kill him, I will kill you, and then I will kill your high pavilion master, and sacrifice to him with your two heads!"

"That's a shame, because his head is already with me. Xu Yanchen smiled fiercely, threw Ling Zhixiao's head into the sky, and he slammed on the ground, slashing at Duan Hunttian with his two swords.

The first form was just the most ordinary oblique slash, Duan Hunttian took a step back and raised his sword to block. But the two knives did not intersect. Xu Yanchen quickly changed his moves, and in the blink of an eye, the black scimitar came to Duan Hunttian's waist, with surging energy, and he was about to stab him into a guinea fish.

Attacked on the left and right at the same time, Duan Hunttian kicked the ground quickly, and his body rushed straight up like a fire phoenix. Xu Yanchen's knife slashed through the air, but it didn't hurt him.

Xu Yanchen sneered: "I won't be so lucky next. ”

Duan Hunttian, who was rising in the air, ran out of breath, and his body inevitably fell, but Xu Yanchen went straight up, holding the black scimitar in his hand upside down, and his body was as swift as a ghost.

At the moment when his bodies were staggered, the scimitar slashed out like lightning, and Duan Hunttian swung his knife to resist.

Clang!

At the moment of lightning and fire, Duan Hunttian's eyes were quick, and he stepped on Xu Yanchen's shoulder, and he flew out upside down, avoiding Xu Yanchen's knife slash in a hurry.

Xu Yanchen, who wanted to pursue quickly, received a kick on the shoulder, and his body paused in place for a while, seeing that he was distanced by Duan Hunttian, he was not in a hurry to pursue, but sneered, and the scimitar in his hand flew like a disc again.

Palms under the moon are windless automatic.

The next moment, Xu Yanchen evaporated from the spot like a shadow being blown by the moonlight.

And Zhao Wu'an's sword, which was bound to be won, passed through the position where he had been standing and fell into the air.

Above the white sand, only the sound of the sword echoed.

Zhao Wu'an was startled, but Xu Yanchen's voice came directly from behind him.

"Compare with me to assassination, you're too tender!"

Zhao Wuxin was shocked, and suddenly lifted the sword box, and his body rolled forward dozens of feet. Behind him, Xu Yanchen's scimitar slammed into the ground, startling a cloud of sand and dust, only a fraction of the back of his neck.

Su Musha flew back to Zhao Wu'an with a silver light, while Xu Yanchen played with a small flying sword in his hand.

That was Zhao Wu'an's killer move, Yu Meiren.

"It is indeed a good idea to feint with a long sword, with a short sword suddenly attacking behind you, and trying to kill with one blow. Xu Yanchen said lightly, "It's a pity that you met me." The sword box behind your back should be able to cover your whole body, right? Why can't you spot me?"

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were full of shock.

In the eyes of everyone, he only used his sword to take a Su curtain cover, but in fact, the most light and inconspicuous poppy beauty had already hung by his side, shooting out with Su Musha, trying to hit Xu Yanchen from behind.

But Xu Yanchen not only saw the poppy, but even appeared behind him in an instant, caught off guard. Why the Luo Shen Sword Intent, which had already shrouded his four feet around him, did not call the police, it was really unimaginable to him.

Xu Yanchen laughed contemptuously, and with a flick of his fingers, the poppy shot straight at Zhao Wu'an. Zhao Wu'an hurriedly withdrew his qi, formed a giant palm with his strength, twisted and held the small and delicate flying sword from afar, and tried his best to unload the power of the sword and regain control of it.

Just when Zhao Wu'an resisted Yu Meiren, Xu Yanchen had already flown out from the spot, like a black swallow attacking Zhao Wu'an straight away!

"There is a list in the pavilion, and your head is in second place, so I will take it away!"

The stars in the sky seemed to have turned into murderous intent on his side, and the surging energy filled every inch of space between the shores. Li Huanglai, An Qing and others, who were sparse in martial arts, even found it difficult to breathe.

And on the blades of Xu Yanchen's double blades, there was a rich bright silver qi, tightly wrapped around the pitch-black blade.

"Wu Hook Frost Xueming-"

Xu Yanchen's low recitation was like a prophecy, echoing in a dense and compact way under the night sky. Hunting in the sea breeze, he seems to have become a shadow that melts into the night, but the sword intent is horizontal.

Annan on the deck was already stunned. He could never have imagined that the new shipwright he had hired on a whim would be such a hidden person.

When you go out sailing, you don't know the people around you, even if you are sold, you will be kept in the dark. However, Annan relied on the fact that Xu Yanchen had recruited a new person for a whole ship, and Zhao Wu'an had a special relationship with An Qing, and he was a top master, so he couldn't think about it, so he didn't care too much.

Who would have expected that with just a little dark dust, two scimitars would have such skills.

The previous dissolution of the poppy beauty had already made Zhao Wu'an break out in a cold sweat, but now seeing Xu Yanchen actually killing directly, he knew that he had no time to escape, so he had to take this move head-on.

But this sword is so menacing, it is obviously impossible to resist Su Musha and Yu Meiren alone, and even the most domineering and ferocious Bodhisattva Barbarian among the six swords is difficult to stop.

Could it be that he had to pull out Luo Shen Fu? But Luo Shen Fu had to be pulled out manually, and it was obviously too late......

Xu Yanchen's knife is close at hand!

It is impossible to hesitate any longer. Master against enemy, the slightest hesitation is a dead end!

Zhao Wu'an suddenly stepped on the white sand, and flew back while blasting out a big pit on the ground, barely pulling a little distance, and called out in a loud voice: "Bodhisattva barbarian, picking mulberries, magpie stepping on branches, pulsatilla!"

A series of crisp sword sounds sounded in the moonlight.

Zhao Wu'an was half-suspended in the air, his long hair was windless, and the six swords were spread out in front of him like a peacock opening the screen, and the sword intent was awe-inspiring.