Kong Yixiao's body slammed backwards to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Xu Beiyou lifted the smoke and clouds high and stared at the sunlight.

After killing people and drinking blood, this is already a veritable long sword, the blade of the sword shines in the sunlight, flashing with a bright and brilliant luster, in which the murderous aura looms, and the sword body has a faint sword aura, so that the person holding the sword can feel the chill into the skin, this sword is like a lady who has not been raised in the depths of the boudoir, although it has reached the age of the woman who is ripe, but because she has not yet married, there is still a little bit of greenness, and the two completely different temperaments are blended together, which is eye-opening.

Obviously, this is a sword weapon that is not inferior to the twelve swords of the Sword Sect. For a long time, Xu Beiyou has an idea, the twelve swords of the Sword Sect cannot continue to be inherited in the hands of future generations because of him, so he wants to make up for one or two, if it is said that the twelve swords are recast, Xu Beiyou does not have this ability, after all, after casting the sword, the twelve swords of the Sword Sect have their own mysteries, and they are not from the hands of the same ancestor, even if Xu Beiyou has the ability to reach the sky, he can only raise a sword, and it just so happens that he has the excellent sword embryo in his hand that has not yet opened the edge, which happened to be used by Xu Beiyou to raise the sword. This time, with Kong Yixiao's enthusiasm, it can be regarded as an excellent start.

Xu Beiyou put the smoke and clouds in his hand back into the sheath, closed his eyes, and listened to the sound between heaven and earth.

The wind blows, and the sleeves of the clothes are fluttering, like an immortal in the wind.

At this moment, countless voices poured into his ears along with the sound of the wind.

The sound of hurried horses' hooves, the sound of majestic drums, the roars of pain, the sound of heavy gasps, the groans of dying.

Further down, he could even hear the panicked voices of the people in the city, whispering, and praying for gods and Buddhas, but he couldn't see the voice of Xiao Jin, the king of Wei.

Xu Beiyou shook his head, as if to dissipate the countless voices in his ears, and then opened his eyes, looked past the crowd in front of him, and looked at Jiangling City.

The goal of his trip is only Xiao Jin, and he has no intention of entanglement with others.

Since you have formed a formation to prevent me from entering the city, I will break the formation with one sword.

Xu Beiyou strode forward, and in an instant, the wind was loud, and then countless breezes condensed into a three-foot green front, hanging on Xu Beiyou's side.

Xu Beiyou whispered the word "go".

The three-foot wind sword moved in response.

I saw that every line of the wind sword was one foot, and the sword qi grew by one zhang, but just a moment later, a line of sword qi thousands of zhang long appeared.

This line of sword qi divided the hundred-person formation that was blocking the path of Xu Beiyou into two with the momentum of one line, and the castration did not stop, straight through Jiangling City.

This line passes through the ruins of the outer city gate, cutting a line of undetectable thin gaps on the ruins, and cutting a line of the ground of the urn city, and then through the gap between the two city gates of the inner city, without hurting the city gate, the huge door latch behind the city gate is divided into two, all the way through the walls and countless houses, and finally comes to the Li family's mansion, penetrates the door of the Li family's mansion, and stops at three feet in front of Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin looked down at the slender line, less than a finger thick, but he easily cut the bluestone slab that paved the ground, and the crack was smooth and smooth, it didn't look like it was cut, but it was like that.

Xiao Jin raised his head and said to his subordinates on the left and right with heavy faces: "Xu Nangui is telling Gu that he is coming, if he really breaks into this place, a big battle is inevitable, he made up his mind to capture the thief and capture the king first, and he thinks that as long as he captures Gu, the 'king of thieves', my Wei army will be leaderless, and it will only be an instant to collapse." ”

A young general said worriedly: "Your Majesty, it's not that your subordinates have the ambition of others, it's just that Xu Beiyou's realm cultivation is too high, I'm afraid that except for the head of the Daoist Sect Qiuye, no one can stop one or two, so please ask the king to avoid one or two for the time being." ”

"Avoid?" Xiao Jin smiled, "Where can you avoid it, Xu Beiyou is willing to step into the city, because Lone is here, Lone occupies the worry of geographical advantages, and he can still maneuver one or two, but once Lone leaves Jiangdu, it is really desperate, Xu Beiyou, the great sword immortal, will come to Lone's face in an instant, the so-called Sword Immortal Sword is thousands of miles away, is it a lie?"

The young general was immediately terrified, fell to his knees, and said, "Please forgive the king." ”

Xiao Jin waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be like this, you are still kind after all, the so-called unintentional evil will not be punished, get up."

Only then did the young general get up and not dare to say more. ”

Xiao Jin looked at the direction where the sword qi came from afar, and said slowly: "The current situation is the critical moment when the two armies are fighting, so don't delay by half, and send out the military order that Gu has prepared in advance." ”

The eunuch standing behind Xiao Jin immediately respectfully received the order.

After explaining all this, Xiao Jin turned around and looked around, looked at his subordinates, and said, "This place is already a place of right and wrong, and it is in vain for you to stay here, so retreat." ”

Everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to move.

A moment later, someone came out and said, "At this life-and-death juncture when a strong enemy is coming, how can the ministers turn their backs on the king at such a juncture?"

As soon as these words came out, no one dared to leave anymore, and they all knelt on the ground and said in unison: "The ministers swear to protect the king to the death." ”

Xiao Jin didn't look too moved, but his demeanor was gloomy, and said: "Lone asked you to step down, you stand down, do you all want to disobey Lone's will?"

A group of civil and military officials of the Wei State raised their heads, at a loss.

Xiao Jin raised his voice suddenly, "Stand down!"

The ministers did not dare to stage the drama of not being afraid of death, and after a little hesitation, they retreated one after another, and even the soldiers stationed here also left.

Soon, there was a huge Li family mansion, and only Xiao Jin was left.

Xiao Jin carried his hands behind his back, and his two black and gold sleeves swayed slightly, an indescribable fairy wind bone.

His Royal Highness the King of Wei, who had always been in his chest, finally couldn't help but sigh deeply when there was no one around.

He has been extraordinary since he was a child, with early wisdom, at the age of three, he was able to write poetry at the age of five, and at the age of seven, he was able to replace his father in handling the official affairs of the Secret Guard Mansion.

He is also born to know, knowing the later things that ordinary people can't know, and the subtleties are even more than the Qingchen of the first person, so he and Wanyan Beiyue are known as the two great immortals in the north and south.

But his father and brother were also very jealous of him, his biological father Xiao Lie called him a foreign visitor, and his half-brother Xiao Yu said that he was a person with a bad heart and took strict precautions against him.

But whether it is these praises or Fitch, he has never taken them to heart, because in his opinion, these people are all passers-by in books, and they can be included in a few words, and only he is the one who turns the book, and he has a full view of the world, and this world should also be in his pocket.

Xiao Jin took the fact that he owned the world for granted, even a matter of course, even if he was exiled overseas, he never wavered in his doubts.

Only this time, he felt a sense of powerlessness, so much so that he couldn't help but ask himself, is there not so much taken for granted and justified in this world?