When he said who can write to Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra, Gu Yue'an had already killed Zhaobi, stepped through the front yard, and came to the front of the lobby, and the ground was full of warm corpses that had just fallen.

Under his excessively fast sword technique and the strong internal force that far surpassed that of ordinary innate realm qi condensation masters, no one was his one-sword enemy, and everywhere he went, human lives fell like mowing grass.

Gu Yue'an stood still, but the internal qi in her body did not look like it had just been lost from the fierce battle, but it was boiling more and more.

In fact, there is one thing that Gu Yue'an has known for a long time, that is, his internal qi, in the battle, the speed of condensation will be extremely fast, for example, if he sits all night, he only condenses a trace of internal qi, and he has just fought for more than a dozen breaths, and the internal qi in his body has already condensed more than half.

Therefore, actual combat is always much faster than closed-door cultivation.

Shaking off the blood stains on the fine iron knife, Gu Yue'an missed the feeling of the burning city a little, no matter how fast he swung the knife, it was always stained with too much blood, causing the knife to be not sharp enough, but now was not the time to take out the burning city, even if there was still a person standing in front of him now.

But this man is not worthy of him to burn the city.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me?" Gu Yuean looked at the person standing in front of him, and smiled, he seemed to be a little used to his current identity, that is, the kind of cold-blooded killer with a little neurotic atmosphere, similar to a movie character he liked very much in his previous life, the clown.

Standing in front of Gu Yue'an, this person is an extremely heroic young man, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he is also full of heroism when he speaks: "Young people, why be afraid? Zhu Gong often has a benevolent heart, fights righteousness and squanders wealth, and helps the world's heroes, he is a first-class good man, you are now a vain name for the rivers and lakes, you are invested in the Gu family, you help the abuse, and you come here to kill innocents, it is for the way of heaven not to take, I will act on behalf of heaven now, and take your sexual ......" A life word has not yet been exported, but it was interrupted by Gu Yue'an.

"That's a lot of nonsense. Gu Yue'an sneered, "Draw your sword." ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" The man was originally quite satisfied with his statement, but he was robbed of white by Gu Yue'an in vain, his face was a little blue and white, he roared lowly, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

His shot is a little extraordinary, different from the nameless person who was killed by Gu Yue'an with a knife before, this person took out the sword, the sound of the sword was like Xiao, the sword momentum was condensed but not dispersed, a sword stabbed at him, the whole person and the long sword in his hand were faintly integrated, and he was completely beyond the scope of ordinary acquired martial artists.

It's actually an innate martial artist!

At the same time, outside the courtyard of the Zhu Mansion, across the courtyard wall, a long bamboo pole with a very strange shape drove from the courtyard wall, extending to more than five feet outside the courtyard wall, a white-faced and beardless middle-aged man was staring at the bamboo pole with one eye, and at the same time his mouth was spitting frantically saying something, and if you listen carefully, you can hear:

“...... In the seventh breath, the white-haired ghost took out his knife sideways and killed one more person......"

“...... In the seventeenth breath, the white-haired ghost killed twenty-three people, and his clothes were not stained with blood, so far, there was only one person left in front of him......"

Behind this middle-aged man, there is a group of people writing and drawing, after writing and painting, before the ink is dry, someone holding the paper and running quickly towards the Yongshou Street next door, as soon as they arrive at Yongshou Street, someone takes the paper and begins to read it aloud to the group of dignitaries who are waiting.

It turns out that this series of people is provided by a wealthy businessman in this group of people, this person usually has the best duel, but not his own duel, but watching people duel, at first he watched some Bai Xiaosheng's "On the Sword Collection" to get addicted, and then simply spent a huge amount of money to build a special team that completely imitated Bai Xiaosheng's speech group, usually find some people on the rivers and lakes to duel, and then make a speech by a special person, compiled into a book, for his daily pastime.

Before Gu Yue'an was admitted to the hospital, they couldn't see the process, they were all in a hurry, these people were all noble, and they were unwilling to take risks, and in the end, it was this businessman who sent his team to collect first-hand information.

The middle-aged man who stood outside the courtyard wall, staring at the bamboo pole and talking while foaming at the mouth was the first person in the team, it is said that he was once the backbone of the real Bai Xiaosheng, and he had given a special speech for several years in the Spring Festival, and the level of speech was extremely high, and the person who wrote the painting behind him was also the person he brought out from Bai Xiaosheng, so it was comparable to Bai Xiaosheng's presence in the person, and it was not much better.

It is true that on the paper that came from the front, those big and wealthy businessmen were fascinated by it, as if they were there, except that they didn't really see it with their own eyes.

“...... The person in front of the white-haired ghost is one of the young masters under Zhu Tang, known as Yan Kan, who is upright...... I only heard the white-haired ghost say, 'Draw your sword', that Yan Kan was angry, and flew to draw his sword!"

"It's good to draw your sword, the white-haired ghost has been fighting for a long time, but his clothes are not stained with blood, and his bearing is not reduced, on the other hand, he is strict and villainous, and he is not afraid. "The big man of the good wine has long been the number one admirer of Gu Yue'an, and at this time, he naturally boasted about Gu Yue'an.

"Brother Zijin said this is still early, although the white-haired ghost is indeed extraordinary, strong, but that Yan Kan is not a weak person, although this person is a gentleman on the surface, he is suspected of selling his reputation and reputation, but the sword kung fu is not bad, he was not invested in Zhu Tang's door before, he was a famous swordsman in the Qinling Mountains, twenty-one years old into the congenital, but also a young talent, if it were not for the Eighth Emperor Sword Sword to come to Guanzhong, he was defeated by a sword, he would not be disheartened so that he had no more than an inch to enter and finally had to invest in Zhu Tang's door to beg for a living, but the Eighth Prince also said before leaving, 'You are in the middle of the sword path with strangeness, hidden grandmaster style, if you can let go of the desire to be famous, the future is limitless. 'If you can get the words of the Eighth Prince, I'm afraid this person will be difficult to deal with. The other person usually had some trouble with the big family called Brother Zijin in business, and when he opened his mouth, it was obvious that he wanted to compete with the big family Brother Zijin, who was good at wine.

The brother just wanted to refute, but after thinking about what this person had just said, he couldn't refute it, and finally he had to say, "I believe that the white-haired ghost will not let us down." ”

And at this time, the battle situation in front was already transmitted through the paper.

"The first move, Yan Kan directly attacked the white-haired ghost gate, this sword is peaceful, the white-haired ghost is a little unable to retreat, so he has to retreat ......"

"The second move, Yan Kan will advance again, and the white-haired ghost will retreat ......"

Hearing this, the big man who suppressed Brother Zijin in words chuckled and said: "Sure enough, as I expected, Yan Kan's swordsmanship is majestic, and he is restraining the white-haired ghost from playing with such a fast and surprising style, the white-haired ghost can't take the lead, so he has to retreat step by step, and when Yan Kan's sword is complete, the white-haired ghost will die ...... sword."

Before a word could be spoken, the third piece of paper had already arrived.

"The third move, Yan Kan entered again, but the white-haired ghost suddenly counterattacked, a knife approached Yan Kan, and Yan Kan's sword was connected, and under one move, Yan Kan was invincible, and flew out directly, the white-haired ghost took the opportunity to take another knife, Yan Kan's body was separated, and he died!"

"Uh...... Uh...... "It seems that the words of the big man who has already been in his chest and are just waiting for the white-haired ghost to die are stuck in his throat, and he can't say anything for a while, just uh-uh."

That Zijin brother originally had nothing to say, just clenched his fists, and secretly prayed, the white-haired ghost must not be defeated, who would have thought that the situation would change, just the third move, that seemed to be about to grasp the general trend Yan Kan suddenly died, he was stunned for a moment, glanced at the face of the big family that was aimed at him, stroked his palms and laughed: "Brother Dongshan, wonderful, wonderful, really a good Yan Kan, such a righteous person, really worthy of the eighth prince's personal praise of the sword talent, can actually block the white-haired ghost three swords before dying, wonderful, when the big white is a big white again!"

Brother Dongshan, but his face turned a little blue and pale, and he couldn't speak.

And in the courtyard, Gu Yue'an looked at a head falling on the steps, Yan Kan who didn't look at it, and felt a little boring, this person opened his mouth at length, and the sword seemed to be a snares of righteousness and glory, as soon as he took over, Gu Yue'an thought that he might still be a little powerful, so he directly forced his way in, and went out with a knife, three times the strength of three thousand threads, in fact, it was almost nine times the power of the condensation period, this person was actually directly blasted out, he stabbed again, this person died, thinking about his sword moves, Gu Yue'an found that in fact, there was no great momentum in the air, there was no murderous spirit at all, Gu Yuean even doubted whether this person had killed anyone。

After thinking for a while, he felt very bored, so he didn't want to do it, and continued to move forward, passed the lobby, and came to the middle garden, just bypassed the rockery, stepped into the garden, and saw a white-clothed scribe standing in the pavilion with his hands in his hands, and a red flower was inserted in his head, and when he heard Gu Yue'an's footsteps, he opened his mouth and said: " Jun stepped on the moon to come, it was an elegant and extraordinary thing, but he deviated from the way of killing, and it was really negative tonight like a moonlight, why don't you put down the butcher's knife, come to this pavilion for you and me to have a drink, and then leave, Zhu Gong Yaliang, I think there will be no accountability. ”

"No, I said how can you people pretend to be better than me, annoying ......" Gu Yuean muttered softly, and simply went up directly with the knife.

At this time, outside the courtyard wall, the bamboo pole had also been tracked to the middle garden, and on Yongshou Street, those big and wealthy merchants naturally knew the situation inside.

"It's actually the white-clothed Tanhua Fang Zhiqiu, Zhu Tang can actually invite this person to help, this white-haired ghost will definitely die this time. "Brother Dongshan was caught off guard before, and he had already restrained himself, but after hearing the news from the front that the opponent of the white-haired ghost this time was the white-clothed Tanhua Fang Zhiqiu, he immediately became active again, "This white-clothed Tanhua Fang Zhiqiu is the Wen Tanhua of Jia Shennian, this person is not only superb in writing, but also extremely high in martial arts, although he only entered the congenital at the age of twenty-eight, he can enter the country very quickly, three years ago he had fought with the general Wang in the capital, and he was defeated in the thirteenth move, and the general Wang said with a smile. Qing Daqi is a late bloomer, and he will enter the congenital before the age of forty', he has been living in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain in recent years, ordinary people can't see him at all, and today he actually appeared in Zhu's mansion, and the Gu family is doomed. ”

After finishing speaking, he was about to provoke Brother Zijin, but he heard it in his ears.

“...... The white-clothed Tanhua Fang Zhiqiu died. ”

Like a thunderbolt from the sky, his whole body shook for a moment, and he couldn't even stand on his feet, and people who didn't know what he knew thought he was guilty of.

Brother Zijin over there picked up a glass of wine again, and laughed: "Okay, what a white-clothed tanhua Fang Zhiqiu, it's very good, when you float white!"

Gu Yue'an was really a little depressed, he didn't quite understand how there was such a person in this world, or rather, how could Zhu Tang invite this kind of person, this white-clothed Sao Bao scribe and the previous righteous and awe-inspiring swordsman had the same way, and his internal strength cultivation was not weak, but the actual combat experience was poor, but he was forced by momentum, so he easily beheaded this person to death.

It's just a very depressing point, that is, this person and the previous one, add up to a famous master in the rivers and lakes, is this looking down on them?

Killing the white-clothed scribe, he continued forward, this time through a moon arch and came to a courtyard, in the middle of the courtyard, under an osmanthus tree, a man with a stick was standing, as if waiting for Gu Yue'an's arrival.

"Young man, this is the end of your road tonight. The man spoke in a deep voice.

Outside the Zhu Mansion, news about this stick-wielding man also arrived.

This time, the Dongshan brother didn't speak rashly, although he could see that he wanted to speak, and in the end, under everyone's attention, he reluctantly said: "This man is Liu Jianzhi, the head of the Nine Dragons Martial Arts Hall in the city, I believe you all know it, half-step grandmaster, everyone ......"

Speaking of this, he paused, and simply stopped talking, thinking that he was also scared of being slapped in the face.

In the end, Liu Jianzhi, the head of the Nine Dragons Martial Arts Hall, also died under Gu Yuean's knife.

It's just this time, this Nine Dragons Martial Arts Hall Liu Jianzhi has brought a lot of trouble to Gu Yue'an, this person's actual combat experience may be average, but his skills are very high, even if Gu Yue'an forcibly breaks in, he can't bear this man's manpower, and later he summoned Fu Hongxue to kill this person, but his tiger's mouth was broken, and the knife in his palm was also a curly blade, and he had serious internal injuries, so he had no choice but to spend a little practice points to enter the practice room to cultivate.

When he came out, he continued to move forward, and in the distance, he saw a three-story library, looking at the closed moon arch in front of the library, he faintly felt the huge crisis hidden behind, and the final place should have arrived.

When he came to the door, he suddenly turned his head, and the broken knife in his hand flew out, splitting a bamboo pole hidden in the courtyard wall in half.

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