The sound of heaven and earth rushing to kill was loud.

Ren Pingsheng has no time to care about other voices.

He clenched his numb hands, and before he had time to hesitate, he clenched his two-handed sword again.

The palms of his hands were already dripping with blood.

Naturally, he could control the sword with his out-of-body vitality.

But in front of him was the Western Demon sitting alone on the Eight-Foot Mountain in the Western Regions, so he couldn't afford not to cheer up.

If he didn't hold the sword in his hand himself, then the victory would be divided quickly.

In fact...... The outcome was already predestined.

He just wanted to drag the outcome of the victory and defeat a little slower, a little slower.

So that the blue-armored man behind him can escape from the Western Regions smoothly.

"Miscalculated......"

He lowered his eyebrows and smiled to himself.

Liang Liang, who was standing only a few zhang away from the opposite side, did not make a move, but stood still in place, his hands hanging down, and his blood-red sleeves fluttered and drummed like fire.

The West Demon calmed down and joked softly: "What's the matter?

The green shirt was stained with blood, sticky and soaked, and it was wrapped in Jiang Qingyi's body at the moment.

He shook his head gently, and his tone was quite calm: "I thought of it." ”

Ren Pingsheng caught a glimpse of the front of the army, and the front camp that was separated again in the back camp wrapped him and the West Demon.

The West Demon didn't care.

She just wanted to take Jiang Qingyi's head.

Since Jiang Qingyi didn't run away.

Then she doesn't care about anything else.

A sixteen-character battalion of 10,000 is logically enough to kill any grandmaster in the world.

But at this moment, if you want to kill the West Demon, it's a big joke.

The 10,000 elites who turned around and returned were equivalent to being sent into the mouth of the Western Regions.

On the periphery is a tide of beasts that is far superior to ten times larger.

Liang Liang, who won steadily, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Her hands were down, her big sleeves were fluttering, and her body was almost at its peak.

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and looked at the West Demon.

Liang Liang didn't mind this Xiguan Kendo Grandmaster, and took this extremely rare opportunity to recover his few physical strengths.

It's been a long time since she's had a serious fight.

In all fairness, she hoped that this human kendo master would be able to perform some sword moves that she found novel.

For a long time, human sword cultivation has been an alternative kind of existence.

Liang Liang has never underestimated Ren Pingsheng.

Even among the South China Sea Holy Order, Ren Pingsheng was a whole head shorter than the five demons.

But there are too few sword cultivators in the world.

If the Northern Wei Dynasty produced Li Changge, such a sword cultivator.

Liang Liang's expression changed slightly.

If Ren Pingsheng at this moment is replaced by Li Changge.

Even if she is burdened with the Book of Mountains and Seas, she will never dare to underestimate the enemy, let alone be distracted at the moment and give the opponent a chance to breathe.

"Before we start, I have a few words to say. ”

The thin man in front of him didn't seem to give up the great opportunity to recover at this moment.

I even want to drag it out a little longer.

Liang Liang just looked at him coldly.

Ren Pingsheng smiled and rubbed his numb cheeks, and shook off the blood on his hands.

Feng Xiao nine hatred, stuck on the ground.

He straightened his back, staggered, and said with a loud laugh: "When you go to the death, you must leave some last words, right?"

The Qingjia Confucian generals in the rear are not far from him.

It's about to turn over and dismount.

Next, as expected, they will stand side by side with themselves.

This stupid man.

Ren Pingsheng scolded with a smile: "Jiang Qingyi!"

Jiang Qingyi, who was separated by a distance, was slightly stunned.

"Idiot!"

"Bastard!"

Ren Pingsheng scolded loudly.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to come out.

In order to resist the Western Demon, he used the forbidden volume of the "Sword Sutra", and finally got a rest time at this moment, and the sword qi and vitality in his body at this moment were about to recover to their heyday.

Back to light.

The man's hands had long since left the sword.

It was precisely because of this that Liang Liang gave him time to breathe.

He turned around seemingly "carelessly", and his vitality extended to the soles of his feet, and came to the tip of the sword of the phoenix chick that was inserted into the earth.

Feng Xiaojiu's hatred rose from the ground, and turned into two long rainbows in an instant!

Slash down!

The West Demon's pupils shrank.

She took a step forward, her hands interlaced, each slapping away a sword.

The man in the green shirt soaked in blood shook his head, and instead of moving forward, he swept back with great speed.

Abandon your sword and retreat!

"Sixteen Battalion! Stop her!"

Ren Pingsheng's body smashed into the roaring iron horse, opened his arms, hugged Jiang Qingyi, and rolled in the torrent of horses' hooves, so lucky that he was not stepped on by the horse's hooves, and his sword qi converged, and the two phoenix chicks and nine hatreds thrown in the distance turned into streamers from the sky, and drilled into the iron cavalry of the rear camp army that was divided into half after being divided into half.

Yes.

An army of 10,000 can't bury your Western Demon.

But if you want to kill through, how easy is it to say?

I just need to stop you, stop you, stop you.

How can you chase me, chase me, kill me?

Ren Pingsheng laughed, his voice was wild, unprecedentedly hearty, after he cast the sword through the taboo roll, the whole person was taller, carrying Jiang Qingyi, it was as easy as carrying a chick, and the big sleeves were in the wind.

Among the Iron Riders.

Jiang Qingyi was a little confused.

"Idiot. ”

Ren Pingsheng narrowed his eyes and said: "I'm usually very smart, why did I do some stupid things at a critical time?"

Jiang Qingyi was a little aggrieved and speechless.

"I'm just going to stop her, can't stop her, won't I run for my life?"

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "You still want to stay and die with me?"

As the thin swordsman hurried away, he kept urging the Sword Sutra Forbidden Scroll, his face became more and more ruddy, and his laughter became more and more cheerful.

Jiang Qingyi didn't know what he was laughing at.

Ren Pingsheng has always been a taciturn person.

Jiang Qingyi asked cautiously, "That'...... Is it out of danger now?"

Ren Pingsheng, who was carrying Jiang Qing's clothes, hummed softly.

While distracting and manipulating Feng Yanjiu's hatred, he squeezed out a bright smile and said, "It won't be long before you can return to the City Lord's Mansion in the West Barrier." ”

Feng Xiao and Jiu Hate shuttled through the tide of black armor.

These two swords divided almost all of his sword qi and vitality.

He was going to manipulate the two swords and point the West Demon in the wrong direction of pursuit.

Even if he didn't look back, Ren Pingsheng could still sense the suffocating monstrous killing flames behind him.

It is even stronger than Yan Xiaoqi.

Yan Xiaoqi kills people like mowing grass.

The West Demon kills people like killing grass.

The fire swept away, and not a single grass grows.

The Sixteen Battalion can't stop such a massacre at all!

The phoenix chick was caught up first.

Then came the Nine Hatreds.

The two swords whimpered and wailed, and were held in Liang Liang's hands.

That fiery red figure rushed out of a long straight line in the army of the sixteen-character battalion.

Extending the sword qi, it leads straight to Ren Pingsheng.

......

......

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath.

His breathing began to become a little rapid.

His face was a little unnaturally red.

"Jiang Qingyi, do you remember the line on the border of Xiguan?"

When he asked, Jiang Qingyi was slightly stunned.

Qingjia Ru subconsciously hummed, turned around, and ran into Ren Pingsheng who was covered in blood.

A large amount of blood spilled from Ren Pingsheng's nasal cavity.

There was a wisp of murderous aura with this blood.

Jiang Qingyi was stunned and looked at Ren Pingsheng's unaware smile.

The tip of his nose was sour: "Ren Pingsheng, don't lie to me." ”

Ren Pingsheng touched his face, and unsurprisingly touched a hand of blood.

He was still smiling, showing his white teeth: "I didn't lie to you, I didn't lie to you...... It's just a sword scripture, a trivial matter. ”

"Probably...... How long does it take to reach the West Barrier when I get to the border of Xiguan?"

Jiang Qingyi snorted with a crying voice: "Half a pillar of incense." ”

"Good. Half a pillar of incense. ”

Ren Pingsheng suddenly stopped.

In front of him was the long line of the border of Xiguan that suddenly opened up, separated by heavy snow.

Two worlds.

......

......

"Jiang Qingyi, listen, there are some things I want to say now. ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled: "I have to say." ”

"I can't take you with me anymore. You're going to hold me back. ”

He didn't go to see Jiang Qingyi.

The eye socket began to bleed.

Ears are ringing.

So he couldn't see and he couldn't hear.

Ren Pingsheng just said to himself: "Well, the front is the border of Xiguan, right?"

He chuckled and said, "When you get here, you will run away." Do you hear that?"

No response.

The sword warp is reversed, and he can't see it anymore.

It's just a feeling of where you should be in front of you......

It should be at the border of Xiguan, right?

If he didn't arrive, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

He originally wanted to send Jiang Qingyi farther.

Send it back to the West Barrier and send it to the City Lord's Mansion.

If it is possible, he also wants to send Jiang Qingyi into Luoyang, accept that python robe, and become the new vassal king of Xiguan.

It's just that.

He didn't have any more strength to send Jiang Qingyi farther away.

......

......

Ren Pingsheng said softly: "The West Wall City Lord's Mansion, my room, the second wooden cabinet on the left, and the third drawer, there is a wooden sword. ”

He smiled to himself, "Let's compare." ”

This blind man, who couldn't see anything, said softly at this moment: "Let's see who is faster, go to Xiguan first." ”

"I promise ......"

"I'll go back to the Xiguan City Lord's Mansion before you find that wooden sword. ”

Ren Pingsheng said with a smile: "So you have to hurry up, you have to catch up with me, otherwise you ......"

The voice stopped.

A man threw himself into his arms.

His body froze, then gently patted the head of the man in his arms, and scolded with a smile: "Childish, it's not a life and death parting." ”

I pushed it gently, but I found that I couldn't push it.

Ren Pingsheng said angrily: "Don't cry." ”

I gently pushed it a second time, but it still didn't move.

His brows were angry, and he slapped ruthlessly, and pushed away the light clothes in his arms.

"Jiang Qingyi!"

"Hurry up!"

"If you want Lao Tzu to live, get out of here!"

"The farther the better!"

Ren Pingsheng, after the sword was counterattacked, was full of unsheathed swords all over his body, and there was no half of his usual gentle breath.

He said viciously, "Get out!"

After saying this, he couldn't care about anything else, Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and turned around, and suddenly shouted: "Feng Xiao!"

From a great distance, the ancient long sword broke free from the palm of the first person in the Western Regions and suddenly fell into Ren Pingsheng's hand.

Snow.

Then came the second sound.

"Nine hatreds!"

With the roar of sword qi, the West Demon fell in front of Ren Pingsheng.

She stared at the thin swordsman in front of her with a solemn face.

The two swords that were originally in his hands were taken off one after another.

Ren Pingsheng raised his arms and aimed his two swords at the West Demon in front of him.

His face was covered with blood, and he had no hearing, and he had no vision.

The six senses are lost, and there are only two swords between heaven and earth.

Said phoenix, said nine hatred.

His anger suddenly subsided.

The sword qi is extremely presumptuous.

He sensed that the Qingjia Confucian general had already left the border of Xiguan.

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's lips curled slightly, and there was no longer a burden in his heart.

No worries, no life, no death.

There is no wind or rain, and there is no sunshine.