"Nie Hongyi, don't go too far!"

Liu Kaiyuan stood in the void with a cold face, the flying sword in front of him was suspended, and the murderous intent in his eyes was exposed.

"What is excessive? My rules are there, and the consequences are there, and since you have violated my rules, you must bear the consequences!"

Nie was dressed in red clothes, with a blood-colored cloak, long hair dancing like ink, and a peerless face that was sinister, and he didn't want to give in the face of Liu Kaiyuan.

"No one is exempt!

Her face was cold, and she was in the air as she spoke, and her muscles slammed, and she punched down.

The crystal jade fist smashed down with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, a simple punch, no fancy, but the ferocious and arrogant fist intent in it had already enveloped Liu Kaiyuan and the wind behind him!

"You're really too arrogant!"

Liu Kaiyuan, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but change color on his face, his eyes flashed, and the small sword in front of him had turned into colorful lotus flowers, and the sword lotus that bloomed layer by layer had a beginningless and endless artistic conception, consuming the attacking fist strength.

After years of practice, Liu Kaiyuan has long realized the truth of Edgeworth's idealism.

His flying sword is like a painting under the painting saint's hand, and the calligraphy under the pen of the calligrapher is hidden in the meaning of rigidity and softness, which has transcended the level of skill and touched the edge of the rhyme.

"I'll teach you a lesson today!

In the midst of the cold snort, the sword style changed, and the endless sword lotus turned into more than ten ruthless, fierce and fierce crystal sword lights, and slashed away!

"Humph!"

Nie Hongyi snorted coldly, and her body shone with light, turning into a round talisman with an indestructible force like King Kong, wrapping her body tightly.

"I've always wanted to see the swordsmanship of Master Liu!"

More than ten sword lights collided with Nie Hongyi's body protection strength at a speed invisible to the naked eye, but they couldn't let that strength shake in the slightest.

"Does that seem like that?"

Nie Hongyi smiled coldly, and with a step on his foot, the invisible qi waves in the void surged in all directions.

The woman in the air clenched her fist with one hand, her body was like a curved bow that had bent to the apex, and her fist was like an arrow, blasting out downward.

As soon as this punch came out, the void shook, and the fierce and violent fist power passed through the void to Liu Kaiyuan's body, making the void around him show a scene of twists and turns, and the halo flowed, and the radius of several zhang seemed to be isolated from the world, and exploded.

A resolute and pure sword light rose in the chaos, shook suddenly, turned into a colorful light, rolled up the wind behind him, and disappeared into the misty sky.

"Nie Hongyi, February 2nd, I'll wait for you in Lingshan!"

The light broke through the sky and fled, leaving only Liu Kaiyuan's cold voice in the void.

"I'll see what you can do to me when the day comes!"

Nie Hongyi's eyes were slight, staring at the direction where the sword light disappeared and stood silently for a while, before he shook the cloak behind him, turned into a red light, crossed the sky, and disappeared without a trace.

"Grandmaster!"

The muscles on Wang Wuying's face tensed.

"Nie Hongyi turned out to be a grandmaster!"

Liu Danyan's eyes were full of color, and she looked extremely excited.

"It seems that the inheritance obtained by this blood-clothed Shura is really extraordinary, and the duel on February 2nd will be seen!

"It should be to save the wind volcano Lin Feng is drunk, Liu Kaiyuan should not go all out today. ”

Wang Wuying squinted his eyes, secretly comparing with Liu Kaiyuan's previous actions recorded by the sect.

"Nie Hongyi also left his strength. Moreover, her talisman has an indestructible artistic conception, if Liu Kaiyuan can't break her talisman technique, he won't be able to win this battle at all!"

Liu Danyan is very optimistic about Nie Hongyi, who is also a woman.

"February 2nd, it's a pity that we can't stay until that time, otherwise we will definitely benefit a lot from witnessing the two great masters fighting. ”

Wang Wuying sighed again, of course, he also knew that if the Grandmaster fought against him, a strength like theirs might be affected by the aftermath, and he would die!

"Zheng ......"

It is like the sound of the string plucking, and in an instant, it turns into the sound of the wind blowing the forest and the spring stones, and the sound is bright and pleasant, like the sound of heaven.

The sound came from the western suburbs of the city, instantly resounding throughout the city, making people intoxicated, in a trance, the corners of the mouth involuntarily brought out an indifferent smile, and the vulgar feelings seemed to be sublimated in this piano sound.

"Tianlong Bayin, Uncle Shen!"

While everyone was immersed in the mysterious sound that suddenly appeared, Wang Wuying and Liu Danyan's faces changed suddenly.

At this moment, the sound of the piano changed, turning from a high and heavenly sound into a golden iron horse, murderous, like tens of millions of people charging on the battlefield, making people's blood boiling and unable to stop.

"Poof......

Not far away, someone suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and staggered to the ground. And those who were weaker were even more rushed by the surging qi and blood, and passed out on the spot, but they were also spared the continuous killing of sound waves.

"What's going on?"

Before the two of them came back to their senses, the sound of the piano changed again.

The sound of the dragon chanting and the roar of the tiger echoed in the heart, the clouds and mist in the sky changed, the hurricane suddenly rose, the sound of the wind and the sound of the piano coincided, like the dragon and the phoenix combined, the unison led to the change of the sky, the dark clouds pressed the head, and the sky was dark!

The sound of the rising piano became higher and higher, and even Wang Wuying and the others who were far away had to start to resist it, so you can imagine how much pressure the people around the sound of the piano were under.

"Zheng ......"

The high sound of the piano came to an abrupt halt as it rushed into the sky, as if the person leading the song had suddenly covered his mouth and nose, and vanished!

"Not good!"

Wang Wuying's face changed in shock, and his body was about to run towards the place where the sound of the piano came from.

"Don't go!"

Liu Danyan waved one hand, and then grabbed Wang Wuying's sleeve.

"What are you doing? Uncle Shi is in danger!"

Wang Wuying turned his head sharply and shouted angrily.

"Even Uncle Shi is not an opponent, let's go, just send us to death for nothing!"

Liu Danyan's face was cold.

"It's hopeless to go to Nangong, let him lead the troops!"

In the western suburbs of the same city, in the backyard of Tongfu Inn, in a separate courtyard.

A stunning woman dressed in white and with a beautiful face stood quietly, standing barefoot on a rockery, dressed in white fluttering in the wind.

"Shen Shiqing's Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds are really extraordinary, even I almost fell into the Tao. ”

A blood-colored long knife straddled the woman's waist, although she was praising people, her tone was indifferent, and she was as dusty as a fairy, but her eyes flashed with agility from time to time, making her dusty posture more intimate.

"No matter how strong you are, aren't you still defeated in the hands of your master?"

A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl dressed in a Biluo skirt quietly turned out from behind the rockery, and stuck out her tongue as she looked at a woman in a Taoist robe lying on the piano in the middle of the courtyard.

"Birou, you are going to leave Shizun's side in the future, you must be careful yourself. ”

The woman lowered her head and looked at the girl's face with a touch of kindness.

"Zhao Zhen was born in the palace since she was a child, the rules are strict, except for her relatives, there is no one close to her, this is your chance. ”

"Got it, Master!"

Na Birou's face showed a reluctant look, and she bowed aggrievedly.

"Don't be wronged, if Nie Hongyi passes the second level of February, Zhao Zhen will be a pawn who has crossed the river, and he will no longer be a little prince trapped in a corner!"

The woman smiled slightly, looked sideways into the distance, and with a wave of her robe, rolled up the girl and disappeared without a trace.

"Boom ......"

The door was kicked open, and Nangong Hopeless and his party swarmed in.

Wang Wuying and Liu Danyan followed closely behind, and at a glance they saw the Dao Gu lying on the lyre.

"Uncle Shi!"

Liu Danyan flew down beside Dao Gu, put her hand up, and her face was already pale without a trace of blood.

"Dead?

"Who in the world dares to do anything to the people of Tianlong Dao?"

Nangong Wuwang frowned, took two steps forward, and helped the two of them lay the body down.

Dao Gu is handsome, but her face is a little hideous, and the muscles on her face are also very tight.

"Knife wounds, blood god knives, people of the Demon Sect!"

A knife pierced Daogu's heart, sucking the blood from her body, such an obvious wound also revealed the identity of the person who did it.

On the second day, at the back door of King Zhen's mansion, the steward yawned and walked out of the door.

"Uncle, have mercy on me, I haven't eaten for days......"

A weak voice sounded in the corner, and the steward turned around to see a little girl curled up and crouched there.

The little girl was in her early tens, with a sallow face, chapped lips, and blank eyes looking at the steward.

The steward, who was already accustomed to seeing this kind of thing, suddenly softened his heart when he looked at the girl's helpless eyes.

"Hey, poor boy, get up, there are a few servants in the house, if you want to beg for food, come with me!"

"Thank you, uncle, thank you!"

The girl fell to her knees and slammed her head against the stone bricks on the ground, her forehead bruised and swollen at once, but she did not stop.

"Hey...... Ay...... Don't knock, don't knock! ”

The steward was distressed for a while, and hurriedly helped the girl up.

"By the way, what's your name. ”

"My name is Birou. ”

The little girl's soft and weak voice sounded.

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