A moment ago.

The three swordsmen stepped on the green grass of the July summer night, the black knife was not unsheathed, and they walked extremely steadily, and they gradually surrounded Xiao Ningsu in a few zhang square radius of the open space, until they captured her together.

Xiao Ningsu placed the plain sword horizontally behind his waist and held the hilt of the sword behind his back. The plain scabbard reflected a clear shadow under the moonlit night, and she looked calmly in front of her.

It was a field of dancing fireflies.

She remembered that under the countless moonlit nights in the past, she danced with the moon and the stars at the stone table in the small courtyard and whispered, and in her loneliest time, there was always a sword accompanying her.

How could she be afraid of what was in front of her?

The black-clothed swordsman was silent and only a foot away.

When she was ten years old, she was carried into the Baoze weapon shop by her adoptive parents in the wind and snow, she timidly opened her eyes and looked at the dazzling weapons in the shop, Xiao Ningsu took a fancy to a sword.

Eight feet.

When she was twelve years old, her adoptive father opened a furnace to smelt swords, just for what she wanted, and forged the cold iron of northern Xinjiang, quenched with the ice spring of the East China Sea, with Lantian Baoyu as the handle, and the Central Plains Baifeng iron hoop with gold and stone as the sheath.

Yes, nameless plain sword.

Six feet

At the age of thirteen, Xiao Ning sent away her adoptive parents with linen and filial piety, and guarded the weapon shop alone.

Yes, King Su.

Four feet.

From the age of thirteen to seventeen, Xiao Ningsu followed the sword book every day to explore on his own, and the sword dance on moonlit nights often had a shocking shadow disappearing. She sat under the starry sky with King Su in her arms, thinking about flying immortals in the sky.

Three feet.

The swordsman raised his scabbard and was about to take a picture, but these people were bleeding from the knife, and they could clearly see the girl's face, and their indifferent faces were a little surprised.

Xiao Ningsu drew his sword.

With a twist of her toes, Su Wang's sword resolutely came out of its sheath, a ray of light soared out, and the sword shadow was alienated and rushed to the nine skies!

The swordsmen subconsciously paused, and then felt a light hand, and when they slapped the scabbards, these scabbards.

It's all broken.

Three scabbards, nine fragments, fell in the grass.

This sword, like a full moon, swirled and moved, Su Wang was like three thousand armor, and easily cut off the three knives with the scabbard.

You don't dare to unsheath, I'll unsheath it for you!

The three knives that had lost their sheaths fell into their sheaths together. The three swordsmen were momentarily frightened, and then unsheathed their swords and pulled out the blades, which were a quarter of the blades that were missing from the plain white. The sword is already shorter than the sword, so these three knives look nondescript, like a short knife and like a short sword.

The three swordsmen exchanged glances, turned out the back of the knife but no longer kept their hands, and surrounded the knife in a storm, and the three of them locked all Xiao Ningsu's retreat in an instant.

One knife refers to the wrist, unloads the sword, one knife points to the calf, removes the force, and the other knife points to the back of the head, stunning.

Xiao Ningsu didn't move, and after Su Wang's sword hit and retracted his waist, the three of them attacked again, still holding the sword back.

One foot.

King Su came out again, and it was difficult to hide his brilliance on a moonlit night.

Xiao Ningsu's left foot sank, and Su Dynasty swung down, breaking the blade that attacked her calf, cutting it off! Diagonally slashed, and then broke the blade that attacked her wrist.

She leaned back, and King Su turned diagonally upward, drawing a half-moon, reflecting her eyes and the knife slashed beside her.

The blade that hit the back of her head fell to the ground again.

Xiao Ning's body moved slightly, avoiding the three swordsmen who fell to the ground without strength, a round and a half of the moon was drawn, Su Wang returned to the sheath, closed behind her, and stood in front of the swordsman with her hand.

The disgraced face got up, and the swordsman looked at the sword in his hand, and suddenly it was incredible, these three knives were cut exactly the same, all of them were cut into a shaku-and-a-half short knife by this girl's sword, and the two swords were cut into a shaku-and-a-half short knife, which was completely useless.

One zhang.

The three swordsmen looked at each other, this girl looked like a chic flower frame with a sword, and it was expected to advance in unison, and the scabbard was smashed, and it was over.

The girl stood in front of her with her sword in her hand, and chuckled as if she were nothing. The swordsmen are more and more unsure of what the depth of this is. The two swords cut off half of their blades, and cut away the careless contempt.

The three of them awkwardly pressed the fluttering knife, moved around Xiao Ningsu in a circle, and quietly approached little by little.

Xiao Ningsu held the hilt of the Liangyu sword, his fingers slid over the slightly convex bone joints, and the gilded sword spine under the sword grid outlined into a looming golden phoenix. The closer the knife man approached, the more peaceful she became.

Six feet.

The swordsman held the knife in his hand and held the broken knife flat. This time, they want to attack one place with three swords and press with force!

Three feet.

How could Xiao Ningsu really be stupid enough to let the swordsmen slash down three times? She was a seventeen-year-old woman who would not think that she was capable of carrying such a heavy blow. She moved slightly, and occasionally avoided the three slashes.

It's a foot closer!

Without giving the three of them any chance to change their moves, Xiao Ningsu slid out with his right hand in his hand, and with a twist of his body, it was another slanting moon pick.

Pick your fingers and unload the knife!

The three broken knives slammed to the ground, and the swordsman who had lost his thumb together hissed in pain, but before the hiss could reach his throat, he was blocked back by King Su.

With a flip of his wrist, King Su swept sideways, sealing his throat with a sword!

Three blood mist burst out, and these three swordsmen wanted to work together to catch Xiao Ningsu, but they were all wiped out by Xiao Ningsu in an instant!

The three of them covered their throats and rolled around in the grass with their voices dumb, Xiao Ningsu's sword was light, otherwise with the sharpness of King Su's slashing gold and iron like dust and mud, it would not be half a throat, it would be a head!

Three swords, three people!

Put the sword back into the sheath, without a drop of blood, King Su is still a sword. Xiao Ningsu put the sword on his back and looked in the direction of Chu Lihong.

I saw that Chu Lihong was extremely embarrassed under the siege of the three swordsmen, and he was covered in mud when he was attacked, and he lost his demeanor as a noble son. Xiao Ningsu, who was watching, frowned. Let's see if you still have the courage to hook up with this girl.

The guard, Li Shi, was blood-stained. Covered in blood, he still insisted on kneeling on one knee, stabbing the ground with a knife, and still laughing lowly. Nearby, two swordsmen wanted to raise their knives and cut off Li Shi's head.

Xiao Ningsu just abolished the three swordsmen with three swordsmen because she borrowed the light enemies of these people, she knew that her kung fu practiced by reading the sword score was invincible, once the three swordsmen came over steadily, she might support it for a while, but it was inevitable that the sword trapeze would be dizzy.

What's more, she could see that one of the two people besieging Master Li was definitely the kind of fourth-grade little grandmaster that the sword spectrum said, and another Xiao Ningsu might not be able to fight the little grandmaster.

Seeing that the knife had been raised, Xiao Ning didn't have time to think about it, the scabbard leaned forward, and as soon as his hand pulled Su Wang, he took off his hand and flew out.

Li Shiben prepared two gusts of sword wind to bully the approach, so he exploded the mine bead pinched in his palm and pulled the burial together. Suddenly, the most powerful sword wind was crooked, and Li Shi didn't want to think about it, so he rolled hard, and he escaped the desperate blow.

When did Childe become so good at swordsmanship? Li Shi turned his head to look at Chu Lihong suspiciously, and his face tensed in pain as soon as he twisted his neck.

Chu Lihong was rolling around happily, so what did he care about.

Who else could it be but Childe?

Master Li casually blocked the swordsman's sword, and the Grandmaster was pierced through the shoulder by the flying sword, and was running away to bandage his wounds. His gaze drifted slightly.

The gilded white-bladed plain sword stood in the dirt, and the wind was blowing lightly.

But listen to the stupid girl's coquettish voice.

"Bad horses are not allowed to speak!"