The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night of murder!

The night breeze is bleak.

General's Palace.

Inside the study.

"Thorny ......"

The scene was chaotic, the two figures collided at great speed, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, violent and crisp, and then the two figures retreated at the same time, extremely fast.

On the side, four or five bookshelves split in half, and then they all collapsed, and books were scattered all over the floor, and paper crumbs flew all over the sky.

"Who are you?" asked Heramuer, holding a big knife in his hand, pointing at Li Bing. There was a condescending scrutiny in his tone.

From time to time, his eyes looked at the green dragon glaive knife in Li Bing's hand, and a flash of jealousy, but more of it was greed.

Whether it is a "general" or a "Jianghu person", there are three things in common, that is: armor, BMW, and magic weapons.

Heramul was no exception, and even he loved these three things more than anyone else, because he was afraid of his life, or rather death.

Whether it is armor, BMW, or divine weapons can increase their own combat effectiveness, armor can increase defense, BMWs can increase speed during fighting, and they can escape with their lives if they can't fight, and divine weapons can increase their combat power.

Therefore, no matter which one is in front of him, it is enough to make the desperate Heramul greedy for it.

And......

The Mongolians are extremely arrogant, and they don't bother to read the classical books of the Han nationality at all, naturally they don't know that this is one of the strongest artifacts in the late Eastern Han Dynasty in ancient times, accompanying the martial saint Guan Yu to fight all his life and kill countless enemies of the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Well, it's even possible that Hera Muer's goods don't even know who the famous Martial Saint Guan Yu is, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Li Bing: "......"

Looking at the big enemy in front of him, holding a big knife and looking at his big enemy with scrutinizing eyes, Li Bing's heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Just kidding, someone dares to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong, cough cough, Guan Gong's disciples of the next generation, who gave you the courage?

Well, although I, the descendant of Guan Yu, have not yet cultivated Guan Yu's inheritance.

Li Bing turned his head and thought about it, it seemed that he hadn't started to cultivate Guan Yu's sword technique yet.

Of course, not having practiced Guan Yu's sword technique does not mean that he is not Guan Yu's disciple.

Li Bing will never admit that he can't do swordsmanship, after all, how can a man say that he can't do it? Moreover, no matter how he says, he has also practiced swords for eleven years, and now he has been reborn and has become a god general of the Three Kingdoms Sword Method, and the next generation disciple of "Guan Yu", let alone say that he can't do it.

But now, someone dared to pretend to play with a knife in front of him, and looked at him with scrutinizing eyes, looking high, as if he could cut himself with a wave of his hand.

The most unbearable thing for Li Bing is that it is none other than his great enemy who pretends to be forced to play the knife in front of him, who has been practicing knives for eleven years, Guan Yu's heir.

Li Bing said, is it tolerable or unbearable, you are special, it is simply a thatched house lighting - looking for death ().

"Die!" Li Bing did not answer Heramul's question, but spit out a word with a cold face.

"Boom!" The long knife broke through the air, the air exploded, and the Qinglong Glaive erupted with a metallic luster, drawing a brilliant arc in mid-air, like a cyan lightning falling from the sky, fast and furious, the speed was too fast.

Heramul: "...... "Mom sells batches, I'm just asking for a name, you don't like it, you can not tell me, but for Mao, you don't even say hello, and you shoot without warning?"

"Dang Chang!" happened suddenly, but Hera Muer was worthy of being a top master among the first-class, and reacted quickly, and also slashed out, blocking this sudden Blue Dragon Glaive Knife.

"What!" After Hera Muer blocked Li Bing's knife, he looked at the big knife in his hand and couldn't help but exclaim.

Although Heramul's big knife was not as good as Li Bing's Green Dragon Glaive Knife, it was also a rare good knife, and it was not cut off by this sudden Blue Dragon Glaive Knife, but the blade appeared to be merged.

Mom sells batches, is this bullying me for not having good equipment?

Hera Muer looked at the glittering green dragon glaive in the other party's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

However, this knife also strengthened Hera Muer's greed, and he must get the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in Li Bing's hand.

"Bump, bump, bump......"

More than ten rounds have passed, and at this time, Hera Muer seems to see that Li Bing should be a fledgling rookie, although he is full of qi and blood, and his realm is also first-class, but his experience in fighting against the enemy is seriously insufficient, otherwise, if he is replaced by other first-class masters with such a divine weapon, he will already cross the level to kill the enemy, and between two or three moves, he will be cut into three hundred and sixty-five pieces.

Thinking of this, Heramul couldn't help but get excited.

Lao Tzu sent it this time, and just thought that tomorrow morning he would perform his military exploits, and tonight someone will send a divine weapon.

is just a rookie, with Lao Tzu's rich combat experience in many years of battle, coupled with the first-class peak realm, he can't grind you to death.

"Bang, bang, stab, stab, ......"

The gold and iron slashed, sparks burst out, and Li Bing, who originally had the upper hand at the beginning, began to slowly fall to the bottom due to his lack of experience, and after dozens of rounds, he only had the power to parry.

He had never killed anyone, and he was no match for Helamur, who had fought a hundred battles and slain countless enemies!

At the beginning, Li Bing could still rely on the benefits of the Green Dragon Glaive and his own powerful qi and blood to gain the upper hand, but he couldn't kill Hera Muer.

After a long time, Li Bing saw that he couldn't kill the enemy for a long time, and his heart couldn't help but start to mess up, and his heart was chaotic.

"Bump, bump, bump!"

Gold and iron struck, energy burst out, qi waves rolled, Li Bing struggled to resist every knife of Hera Muer, his eyes flashed a lot of emotions, some remorse, some anger, some unwilling...... He seemed to understand something.

If I hadn't been too anxious, if I had cultivated for a while longer, if I had carefully participated in the cultivation of Guan Shi's sword technique, I wouldn't have fallen into the predicament I am in now.

At this time, Li Bing finally recovered from his revenge mentality, but it was too late.

There is no after-medicine in the world, and even if there is, it will not be your turn.

Although Li Bing woke up, it was too late.

"Bump, bump, bump......"

Dozens of rounds have passed, and at this time, Li Bing is already at the end of his crossbow, and Hera Muer also feels that the time is ripe.

"Die!"

Hera Muer shouted, and the big knife in his hand slashed down from above, and the momentum sank vigorously, like an ancient mountain pressing down, the air exploded, and the air waves were discharged, making people despair.

"Alas, if you don't die, you won't die!" Li Bing looked at the knife that was about to be slashed on his head, and his heart was shocked.

Indeed, if you don't die, you won't die!!

If it weren't for Li Bing's eagerness to take revenge, if he could endure for a while and cultivate Guan Yu's inheritance well, the result would inevitably be diametrically opposite.

Everything is his own death, and he can't blame anyone.

"I'm unwilling, !!" At this time, the big knife had come to a distance of less than a foot of Li Bing's head, his liver and gall were broken, and everything he had experienced appeared in front of him one by one like a reverberating movie.

Hours in the village days - happy. The whole village was slaughtered, and all the loved ones died—and the grief was overwhelming. Eleven years of knife practice - hard work. Obtained Guan Yu's inheritance, thinking that he could take revenge - happy, excited...... Everything he has experienced is like a movie replay, appearing in front of Li Bing's eyes.

He was unwilling, he could have chosen to endure for a period of time to cultivate Guan Yu's inheritance, and then successfully take revenge. Even he can rely on Guan Yu's inheritance, the green dragon essence blood to stand on the top of the world, and become one of the strongest martial artists in the world...... However, all this was annihilated because of his eagerness for revenge.

"Aang!"

In an instant, like decades later, Li Bing roared, and a dragon groan came out of Li Bing's body, he was shocked, and returned to his peak state, as if he was resurrected with full blood in the game, raised the Qinglong Glaive Knife and slashed back, directly cutting off Heramul's big knife, and then the Qinglong Glaive Knife was castrated, and under Heramul's shocked gaze, it cut his throat.

Between life and death, there is great terror. Between the great terror, there is a great insight. After the big realization, there is a big breakthrough.

Death crisis, at the critical moment, Li Bing's mood and realm broke through together, the mood followed, and the realm also broke through to the first-class mid-stage, so the Qinglong essence blood was automatically tempered a trace and fed back to itself, causing Li Bing to turn the tables with one sword!