Ji Qinglian looked at the young man in front of her, and was in awe, she never expected that this young man would be so chivalrous and courageous, he was really plain in life, and he was willing to stand up just for the word chivalry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Okay! Since Childe is not afraid of death......

Before Ji Qinglian's words fell, she had already heard the sound of the rain of arrows breaking through the air, and in the afterglow of her eyes, she saw the overwhelming arrows scattered in her face.

The green onion jade palm wanted to slap the sword bag, with the help of the power of this magic weapon to protect the two of them, but only to see a cold light appear, it was the young man on his side who drew his sword and rose, this sword qi was cold, and the sound of clear sound was endless, where the long sword pointed, there were sharp sword shadows like a dense gas, exploding, and the wall of this Penglai inn was shattered in an instant.

Bao Wenzheng drew his sword and stood up, stepped forward to block in front of Ji Qinglian, and ran the sword light "point, dial, swing, pick" to envelop all this square inch of space, resist the arrows that shot out, and take advantage of the gap after a rain of arrows from these dozens of officials, he waved several sword qi one after another, and shot out towards the foothold of the officials on the eaves, setting off a wave of qi.

"Boom!"

The sword qi was so fierce, it was indestructible when it fell on the eaves, the eaves were suddenly broken, and a roaring sound sounded, kicking up the dust in the sky, and the officials who had originally drawn their bows and arrows all fell down, making a series of miserable shouts.

Bao Wenzheng has succeeded in cultivating "Ming Yugong", and the flying flowers and fallen leaves within a hundred zhang are difficult to escape the insight, and he already knew that the woman behind him had moved, but he paused, so he pretended not to know and protected the woman behind him.

"Girl, you go first, and then you will be cut off!" Bao Wenzheng never looked back, and shouted in a low voice.

The true qi in the body is like a river and the sea churning, the hair bun and clothes are also fluttering, and the big qi behind him is like a storm swept away, indescribably scolding Fang Xuan, and the momentum of a thousand armies splitting Yi.

Ji Qinglian is a cultivator, and there is no lack of sassy and heroic, how could this ordinary martial arts practitioner be broken, so he said: "Let's go together!"

Among the officials outside the Penglai Inn, although the man with the strong bow fell down, and wailed in the broken bricks, the man with the steel sword and the long sword was unscathed.

"Kill!"

After looking at each other, they all saw their fear, but as the official position, they could not retreat, so they could only shout angrily and rush up.

The officials of the government are not wine bags and rice bags, they are not weak in kung fu, and the steel knife is also a tiger and tiger between the wielding, and there is also a bit of tragedy in the fierceness, and it is deep in the "fast, accurate, ruthless" knife in the three flavors, after a knife split, he will never love to fight, and he will retreat by taking advantage of the situation, and followed by the steel knives of several other officials have been chopped.

Bao Wenzheng had no intention of hurting people's lives, but seeing that the steel knives of this official were ruthless, he immediately turned his heart sideways, and the three-foot long sword burst out of the Dao sword qi, and he slashed towards the approaching officer, "hiss" sound was like a giant python spitting letters, and the sword qi was like a defeated revolution, so the bodies of the four officials were divided into two, and the blood splattered like a waterfall, and they were killed immediately.

Ji Qinglian saw that this young man was so ruthless, he didn't care about human life at all, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and she let go of her hands and feet with her courage all her life, since this young man drew a sword to help, he was never afraid of the hell punishment of the underworld after death, what was his own fear.

A pat of the sword bag on the waist, a rainbow light appeared like a dragon, and it was a river and a sea, this rainbow light and the Penglai inn flickered, not to say that the body of the servant was immediately shattered, and even the beams and pillars of the inn collapsed, and the huge dust was raised in an instant, almost wanting to charm this square inch of space.

A green jade palm stretched out and grabbed Bao Wenzheng's arm, and then the rainbow light obediently circled back, Ji Qinglian jumped on tiptoe, and in an instant, it soared into the sky with the blue sky, straight into the green underworld, and the faint, almost invisible rainbow light gradually disappeared into the sea of clouds.

This Penglai inn has become a ruin, the dust gradually drifted away with the wind, the broken bricks and broken foundations are all dead silence, only the smeared blood is like a spring, this is just a cup of tea, the right people are still stubble, at this moment most of the burial and broken bricks under the foundation, a few surviving servants, is in the aftermath of the disaster, if not from the eaves of the fall, I am afraid that their lives will not be guaranteed.

The misty white clouds swept under him, but the wind was separated by a layer of light, Bao Wenzheng stepped on the rainbow light like the ground, looking down at the outline of the town below, and the delicate official road twists and turns, and a pride above everything surged into his heart.

No wonder the demons and monsters of this world are in danger, this kind of power that regards ordinary people as ants is enough to make any species crazy, and it can decide the life and death of thousands of people in a city and a town in the palm of your hand.

It's no wonder that Lu Sanniang said goodbye to fate, and then learned martial arts, just because she has already broken away from the category of ordinary people, that is, her own martial arts have reached the peak of the realm, and it is still the judgment of cloud and mud, it is just a word of shirk.

If you want to complete the task of the system, marry the "Spring Thirty Niang" of the Baimang Mountain, and take a concubine and the "Nine Youyou Niangniang" of the Nine Secluded Streams, you must step into the door of this cultivation and narrow the disparity between this practice and the realm, so that there is some hope.

And this step into the door of cultivation is about to fall on this woman who is edgeworthy.

The clothes are so simple that they can only cover the body, and they are only satisfied with a bowl of Yangchun noodles, which shows that the shyness in the bag is extreme, which is one of them.

The second is also the smell of milk, it is clear that she has given birth for less than half a year, why would she leave her husband and children behind, go to kill the court officials, and then go to the rivers and lakes, this woman's temperament is strong and has clear grievances.

It's just that some of them are not as soft as women, and some are different.

Bao Wen is secretly analyzing this woman's temperament, preparing a rhetoric for the conversation of lowering the flying sword later, how to impress this woman or go together, so as to wait for the opportunity to get some cultivation methods from this woman's mouth.

Ji Qinglian flew all the way with the sword, and had already scattered all the official killings from her heart, but she had some respect for this young swordsman in her heart, but at a young age, she was already light on life and death, and she was chivalrous, and she didn't know who she had to teach by words and deeds, why she hadn't heard of it before.

This flight has been more than 100 miles away, Ji Qinglian pressed the sword light to find a barren place, and then wanted to reach out and take the young man to show the light, but the young man stepped out of the sword body, like catkins as light as the catkins floated down, although the body is ethereal and light, but it is really not as light as the light.

After Bao Wenzheng performed the light body exercise in "The Seven Potentials of the Flower God" and fell from the sky, he took a few steps forward and hugged his fists to salute, and said humbly with a smile: "I don't know that the girl is actually a cultivator, but I don't want to do it myself, and I hope the girl is not strange." ”

"Childe is chivalrous and courageous, the road is uneven, draw a knife to help, Qinglian is very thankful. Ji Qinglian returned the salute with a fist and said with a smile.